A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a co >>
Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore of nicely-calculated >>
I traveled among unknown men, in lands beyond the sea; nor England! di >>
But childhood prolonged, cannot remain a fairyland. It becomes a hell. >>
I am convinced that, except in a few extraordinary cases, one form or >>
Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. Nobody that matters, that >>
Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Shades of the prison-house begin to close upon the growing boy.