They Were Enjoying The Happy Hour That

The Mere Possession Of A Gun Is, In Itself, An Urge To Kill, Not Only By Design, But By Accident, By Madness, By Fright, By Bravado.

When We Make Little Sacrifices We Like To Have Them Appreciated, At Least.

Her Beauty Satisfied [his] Artistic Eye, Her Peculiarities Piqued His Curiosity, Her Vivacity Lightened His Ennui, And Her Character Interested Him By The Unconscious Hints It Gave Of Power, Pride And Passion. So Entirely Natural And Unconventional Was She That He Soon Found Himself On A Familiar Footing, Asking All Manner Of Unusual Questions, And Receiving Rather Piquant Replies.

My Father Taught In The Wise Way Which Unfolds What Lies In The Child

Now And Then Genius Carries All Before It, But Not Often. We Have To Climb Slowly, With Many Slips And Falls.