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We Must Prove To The World That We Are All Nincompoops

The Sound Of Distant Breakers Made Her Heart Ache With Melancholy. She Was In The Mood When The Sea Has A Saddening Effect Upon The Nerves. It Is Only When We Are Very Happy That We Can Bear To Gaze Merrily Upon The Vast And Limitless Expanse Of Water, Rolling On And On With Such Persistent, Irritating Monotony To The Accompaniment Of Our Thoughts, Whether Grave Or Gay. When They Are Gay, The Waves Echo Their Gaiety; But When They Are Sad, Then Every Breaker, As It Rolls, Seems To Bring Additional Sadness And To Speak To Us Of Hopelessness And Of The Pettiness Of All Our Joys.

There Is Such Wonderful Balm In Self-imposed Sacrifice.

In The Chain Of My Life, There Were So Many Links, All Of Which Tended Towards Bringing Me To The Fulfillment Of My Destiny.

Music Is The Most Absorbing Of All The Arts. It Absorbs The Mind Of The Artist, Whether Creator Or Executant, To The Exclusion Of Every Other Consideration Outside His Own Immediate Necessities Or Desires.