... Love Is Heaven And Claims Its

My Own Opinion Is That Youthfulness Of Feeling Is Retained, As Is Youthfulness Of Appearance, By Constant Use Of The Intellect.

Love Turns All The Wheels Of Human Industry, Is The Motive Power Under The World's Machinery, Makes Worthwhile Every Enterprise On The Earth, Is Coequal With Life, Outlasts Death, And Reaches Onward Into Heaven.

Theres Nothing Half So Pleasant As Coming Home Again.

On The Day Long After Childhood When I Suddenly Heard Of His Death, The Sky Grew Dark Above My Head. I Was Walking On A Southern Highway, And A Friend Driving In A Pony Carriage Passed Me, Stopped And Said, "have You Heard That Charles Dickens Is Dead?" It Was As If I Had Been Robbed Of One Of My Dearest Friends.

A Letter Is The Most Imperishable Thing On Earth.