Your Will Shall Decide Your Destiny.

Jane, I Never Meant To Wound You Thus...will You Ever Forgive Me?" Reader, I Forgave Him At The Moment And On The Spot.

And It Is You, Spirit--with Will And Energy, And Virtue And Purity--that I Want, Not Alone With Your Brittle Frame.

Give Him Enough Rope And He Will Hang Himself.

Propensities And Principles Must Be Reconciled By Some Means.

As Much Good-will May Be Conveyed In One Hearty Word As In Many.