There Is In The End No Remedy

Youth Is No Less Vulnerable, By The Very Quality It Has Of Making The Heart Ache That Beholds And Has Lost It.

The Voices Of Cold Reason Were Talking, As Usual, To Deaf Ears.

Here I Begin To Know That Blessedness Is What Can Be Snatched Out The Passing Day And Put Away To Think Of Afterwards.

They Sell Courage Of A Sort In The Taverns. And Another Sort, Though Not For Sale, A Man Can Find In The Confessional. Try The Alehouses And The Churches, Hugh. In Either A Man Can Be Quiet And Think.

Truth, Like The Burgeoning Of A Bulb Under The Soil, However Deeply Sown, Will Make Its Way To The Light.