Enveloped In A Common Mist, We Seem

Marriage Is So Unlike Everything Else. There Is Something Even Awful In The Nearness It Brings. Even If We Loved Someone Else Better Than - Than Those We Were Married To, It Would Be No Use. I Mean, Marriage Drinks Up All Our Power Of Giving Or Getting Any Blessedness In That Sort Of Love. I Know It May Be Very Dear, But It Murders Our Marriage, And Then The Marriage Stays With Us Like A Murder, And Everything Else Is Gone.

In Spite Of His Practical Ability, Some Of His Experience Had Petrified Into Maxims And Quotations.

Awful Night! Ancestral Mystery Of Mysteries.

But Let The Wise Be Warned Against Too Great Readiness To Explanation: It Multiplies The Sources Of Mistake, Lengthening The Sum For Reckoners Sure To Go Wrong.

Men Outlive Their Love, But They Don’t Outlive The Consequences Of Their Recklessness.