A Man Nearly Sixty Is Just As

Events That Are Predestined Require But Little Management. They Manage Themselves. They Slip Into Place While We Sleep, And Suddenly We Are Aware That The Thing We Fear To Attempt, Is Already Accomplished.

There Is No Corner Too Quiet, Or Too Far Away, For A Woman To Make Sorrow In It.

A Man Nearly Sixty Is Just As Ready To Suppose Himself Fascinating As A Man Of Twenty.

No Man Was Ever Ruined From Without; The Final Ruin Comes From Within, When You Turn Hopeless And Lose Courage!

If A Thing Is To Be Done, There Is No Time Like The Hour That Has Not Struck.