Who Can Tell What Metals The Gods

There Would Be No One There To Live For Her During Those Coming Years; She Would Live For Herself. There Would Be No Powerful Will Bending Hers In That Blind Persistance With Which Men And Women Believe They Have A Right To Impose A Private Will Upon A Fellow-creature. A Kind Intention Or A Cruel Intention Made The Act Seem No Less A Crime As She Looked Upon It In That Brief Moment Of Illumination.

One Who Awakens Gradually Out Of A Dream, A Delicious, Grotesque, Impossible Dream, To Feel Again The Realities Pressing Into Her Soul

I'm Tired," She Uttered Complainingly. "i Know You Are." "you Don't Know Anything About It. Why Should You Know? I Never Was So Exhausted In My Life. But It Isn't Unpleasant. A Thousand Emotions Have Swept Through Me To-night. I Don't Comprehend Half On Them. Don't Mind What I'm Saying; I Am Just Thinking Aloud.

Goodbye -- Because I Love You.

I Wonder If Anyone Else Has An Ear So Tuned And Sharpened As I Have, To Detect The Music, Not Of The Spheres, But Of Earth, Subtleties Of Major And Minor Chord That The Wind Strikes Upon The Tree Branches. Have You Ever Heard The Earth Breathe?