Judging Whether Life Is Or Is Not

There Is A Life And There Is A Death, And There Are Beauty And Melancholy Between.

For The First Time, The First, I Laid My Heart Open To The Benign Indifference Of The Universe. To Feel It So Like Myself, Indeed So Brotherly, Made Me Realize That I'd Been Happy, And That I Was Happy Still.

When I Was Young I Asked More Of People Than They Could Give: Everlasting Friendship, Endless Feeling. Now I Know To Ask Less Of Them Than They Can Give: A Straightforward Companionship. And Their Feelings, Their Friendship, Their Generous Actions Seem In My Eyes To Be Wholly Miraculous: A Consequence Of Grace Alone.

Greatness Consists In Trying To Be Great. There Is No Other Way.

Even When One Sits In The Prisoner's Dock, It Is Interesting To Hear Talk About Oneself.