You Don't Talk Quite Like A Girl

Men Thin Away To Insignificance And Oblivion Quite As Often By Not Making The Most Of Good Spirits When They Have Them As By Lacking Good Spirits When They Are Indispensable.

...he Seemed To Approach The Grave As An Hyperbolic Curve Approaches A Line, Less Directly As He Got Nearer, Till It Was Doubtful If He Would Ever Reach It At All.

Teach Me To Live, That I May Dread The Grave As Little As My Bed. Teach Me To Die.

My Eyes Were Dazed By You For A Little, And That Was All.

Give The Enemy Not Only A Road For Flight, But Also A Means Of Defending It.