Girls are caterpillars while they live in the world, to be finally butterflies when the summer comes; but in the meantime there are grubs and larvae, don’t you see – each with their peculiar propensities,...

Surely, the gods’ judgment is certain. But as for us, we must be satisfied to ‘come close’ to those things, for we are men, who speak according to what is likely, and whose lectures resemble...

The dancing vortex of a sacred metaphor clashes horns and halos to make wounded music set to the tempo of a new era in brilliant labor.

Love, it is said, is blind, but love is not blind. It is an extra eye, which shows us what is most worthy of regard. To see the best is to see most clearly, and...

It was William who would climb out of his carriage unafraid and help a farmer drive a herd of cattle or sheep across a road when necessary.

He had been held to her by a beautiful thread which it pained him to spoil by breaking, rather than by a chain he could not break.