Women Love With Their Imagination And Men

The Old Alone Have Finality. What Is True Of The Young Today May Be False Tomorrow. They Are Enveloped In Emotion; And Emotion As A State Of Being Is Fluent And Evanescent.

To Teach One's Self Is To Be Forced To Learn Twice.

To Drink For Pleasure May Be A Distraction, But To Drink From Misery Is Always A Danger.

. . . Every Tree Near Our House Had A Name Of Its Own And A Special Identity. This Was The Beginning Of My Love For Natural Things, For Earth And Sky, For Roads And Fields And Woods, For Trees And Grass And Flowers; A Love Which Has Been Second Only To My Sense Of Enduring Kinship With Birds And Animals, And All Inarticulate Creatures.

What A Man Marries For's Hard To Tell ... An' What A Woman Marries For's Past Findin' Out.