I Have Never Pondered Over Questions That

When We Stand The Truth On Its Head We Generally Fail To Notice That Our Head Is Not Standing Where It Should Be Standing Either.

Love Brings To Light A Lover's Noble And Hidden Qualities-his Rare And Exceptional Traits: It Is Thus Liable To Be Deceptive Of His Normal Qualities.

Even Today A Crude Sort Of Persecution Is All That Is Required To Create An Honorable Name For Any Sect, No Matter How Indifferent In Itself.

We Love Life, Not Because We Are Used To Living But Because We Are Used To Loving.

In Every Form Of Womanly Love Something Of Motherly Love Also Comes To Light.