I could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.

There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.

I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.

But we are pledged to set the world free. Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret. For in this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength. It would be at once his sheath and his armor, and his weapons to destroy us, his enemies, who are willing to peril even our own souls for the safety of one we love. For the good of mankind, and for the honor and glory of God.

Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.

For life be, after all, only a waitin' for somethin' else than what we're doin'; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.

I do not, as you know, take sufficient interest in dress to be able to describe the new fashions. Dress is a bore.