There Is Only One Sex. A Man

The Smoke Of Glory Is Not Worth The Smoke Of A Pipe.

It Is Quite Wrong To Think Of Old Age As A Downward Slope. On The Contrary, One Climbs Higher And Higher With The Ad-vancing Years, And That, Too With Sur-prising Strides. Brain-work Comes As Easily To The Old As Physical Exertion To The Child. One Is Moving, It Is True, Towards The End Of Life, But That End Is Now A Goal, And Not A Reef In Which The Vessel May Be Dashed.

It Is Extraordinary How Music Sends One Back Into Memories Of The Past.

These Tears Do Me Good, They Have Watered The Parched Place; Perhaps My Heart Will Grow Again There!

No Place Is Ugly To Those Who Understand The Virtues And Sweetness Of Everything That God Has Made.