The Vain Being Is The Really Solitary

We Hear The Rain Fall, But Not The Snow. Bitter Grief Is Loud, Calm Grief Is Silent.

Why Has No Religion This Command Before All Others: Thou Shalt Work?

Of All Afflictions, The Worst Is Self Contempt.

Being Alone When One's Belief Is Firm, Is Not To Be Alone.

With Hat In Hand, One Gets On In The World.