If An Offense Come Out Of The

That Man's Silence Is Wonderful To Listen To.

There Are Disappointments Which Wring Us, And There Are Those Which Inflict A Wound Whose Mark We Bear To Our Graves. Such Are So Keen That No Future Gratification Of The Same Desire Can Ever Obliterate Them: They Become Registered As A Permanent Loss Of Happiness.

If An Offense Come Out Of The Truth, Better Is It That The Offense Come Than That The Truth Be Concealed.

Many...have Learned That The Magnitude Of Lives Is Not As To Their External Displacements, But As To Their Subjective Experiences. The Impressionable Peasant Leads A Larger, Fuller, More Dramatic Life Than The Pachydermatous King.

Teach Me To Live, That I May Dread The Grave As Little As My Bed. Teach Me To Die.