Men Are All Right For Friends, But

Money Is A Protection, A Cloak; It Can Buy One Quiet, And Some Sort Of Dignity.

It Is Easy To Pity When Once One's Vanity Has Been Tickled.

The Sun Was Like A Great Visiting Presence That Stimulated And Took Its Due From All Animal Energy. When It Flung Wide Its Cloak And Stepped Down Over The Edge Of The Fields At Evening, It Left Behind It A Spent And Exhausted World.

Youth, Art, Love, Dreams, True-heartedness - Why Must They Go Out Of The Summer World Into Darkness?

In Little Towns, Lives Roll Along So Close To One Another; Loves And Hates Beat About, Their Wings Almost Touching.