Don't Cudgel Your Brains Over My Little

There Are No Ordinary Cats.

Don't Cudgel Your Brains Over My Little Problems.

Jealousy Is Not At All Low, But It Catches Us Humbled And Bowed Down, At First Sight.

On The First Of May, With My Comrades Of The Catechism Class, I Laid Lilac, Chamomile And Rose Before The Altar Of The Virgin, And Returned Full Of Pride To Show My Blessed Posy. My Mother Laughed Her Irreverent Laugh And, Looking At My Bunch Of Flowers, Which Was Bringing The May-bug Into The Sitting-room Right Under The Lamp, She Said: Do You Suppose It Wasn't Already Blessed Before?

On This Narrow Planet, We Have Only The Choice Between Two Unknown Worlds. One Of Them Tempts Us - Ah! What A Dream, To Live In That! - The Other Stifles Us At The First Breath.