There Is No Killing The Suspicion That

Souls Have Complexions Too: What Will Suit One Will Not Suit Another

I Don't See How A Man Is To Be Good For Much Unless He Has Some One Woman To Love Him Dearly.

Strange, That Some Of Us, With Quick Alternate Vision, See Beyond Our Infatuations, And Even While We Rave On The Heights, Behold The Wide Plain Where Our Persistent Self Pauses And Awaits Us.

Perhaps Nothing Ud Be A Lesson To Us If It Didn't Come Too Late. It's Well We Should Feel As Life's A Reckoning We Can't Make Twice Over; There's No Real Making Amends In This World, Any More Nor You Can Mend A Wrong Subtraction By Doing Your Addition Right.

But With Regard To Critical Occasions, It Often Happens That All Moments Seem Comfortably Remote Until The Last.