I Am Always Grieved When A Man

Body And Soul: A Horse Harnessed Beside An Ox.

Do We Write Books So That They Shall Merely Be Read? Don't We Also Write Them For Employment In The Household? For One That Is Read From Start To Finish, Thousands Are Leafed Through, Other Thousands Lie Motionless, Others Are Jammed Against Mouseholes, Thrown At Rats, Others Are Stood On, Sat On, Drummed On, Have Gingerbread Baked On Them Or Are Used To Light Pipes.

Man Is Perhaps Half Mind And Half Matter In The Same Way As The Polyp Is Half Plant And Half Animal. The Strangest Creatures Are Always Found On The Border Lines Of Species.

How Did Mankind Ever Come By The Idea Of Liberty? What A Grand Thought It Was!

The Course Of The Seasons Is A Piece Of Clockwork, With A Cuckoo To Call When It Is Spring.