This Is A Puzzling World, And Old

But Certain Winds Will Make Men's Temper Bad.

To The Receptive Soul The River Of Life Pauseth Not, Nor Is Diminished.

All Who Remember Their Childhood Remember The Strange Vague Sense, When Some New Experience Came, That Everything Else Was Going To Be Changed, And That There Would Be No Lapse Into The Old Monotony.

What A Different Result One Gets By Changing The Metaphor!

We Long For An Affection Altogether Ignorant Of Our Faults. Heaven Has Accorded This To Us In The Uncritical Canine Attachment.