Years Do Not Always Make Age.

Faith Is An Excitement And An Enthusiasm: It Is A Condition Of Intellectual Magnificence To Which We Must Cling As To A Treasure, And Not Squander On Our Way Through Life In The Small Coin Of Empty Words, Or In Exact And Priggish Argument.

One Is Happy As A Result Of One's Own Efforts, Once One Knows Of The Necessary Ingredients Of Happiness-simple Tastes, A Certain Degree Of Courage, Self-denial To A Point, Love Of Work, And, Above All, A Clear Conscience. Happiness Is No Vague Dream, Of That I Now Feel Certain.

I Have No Enthusiasm For Nature Which The Slightest Chill Will Not Instantly Destroy.

... Love Is Too Delicate A Flower To Rise Again When One Has Trampled It Under Foot.

Admiration And Familiarity Are Strangers.