Injustice Is A Sixth Sense, And Rouses

The First Step Is What I Like To Be Sure Of ... To The Second Step It Often Binds You.

Solitude Is Such A Potential Thing. We Hear Voices In Solitude, We Never Hear In The Hurry And Turmoil Of Life; We Receive Counsels And Comforts, We Get Under No Other Condition.

The Matrimonial Shoe Pinches Me.

... How Poorly Do We Love Even Those Whom We Love Most! We Are Not Only Bruised By The Limitations Of Their Love For Us, But Also By The Limitations Of Our Own Love For Them.

But What Do We Know Of The Heart Nearest To Our Own? What Do We Know Of Our Own Heart?