We Are Overhasty To Speak As If

Veracity Is A Plant Of Paradise, And The Seeds Have Never Flourished Beyond The Walls.

For What Is Love Itself, For The One We Love Best? An Enfolding Of Immeasurable Cares Which Yet Are Better Than Any Joys Outside Our Love.

There Is No Private Life Which Has Not Been Determined By A Wider Public Life.

A Man's A Man. But When You See A King, You See The Work Of Many Thousand Men.

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