Foolishness and criticism are so apt, do so naturally go together!

But the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath!

Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly.

Men of science, osteologists And surgeons, beat some poets, in respect For nature,-count nought common or unclean, Spend raptures upon perfect specimens Of indurated veins, distorted joints, Or beautiful new cases of curved spine; While we, we are shocked at nature's falling off, We dare to shrink back from her warts and blains.

A man may love a woman perfectly, and yet by no means ignorantly maintain a thousand women have not larger eyes. Enough that she alone has looked at him with eyes that, large or small, have won his soul.

And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can.

The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.'