Poetry is the purest form of insanity. Augusta Jane Evans More Quotes by Augusta Jane Evans More Quotes From Augusta Jane Evans Life does not count by years. Some suffer a lifetime in a day, and so grow old between the rising and the setting of the sun. Augusta Jane Evans suffering doe years If a man's innate self-respect will not save him from habitual, disgusting intoxication, all the female influences in the universe would not avail. Man's will, like woman's, is stronger than the affection, and, once subjugated by vice, all eternal influences will be futile. Augusta Jane Evans stronger self men Oh! what a luxury it is to weep, / And find in tears a sad relief! Augusta Jane Evans luxury relief tears It is a mournful thing to know that you are utterly isolated among millions of human beings; that not a drop of your blood flows in any other veins. Augusta Jane Evans veins flow blood Money is everything in this world to some people, and more than the next to other poor souls. Augusta Jane Evans money soul people Oh, Duty is an icy shadow! Augusta Jane Evans icy shadow duty Memory is earth's retribution for man's sins. Augusta Jane Evans earth men memories All things are dark to sorrow. Augusta Jane Evans sorrow all-things dark Oh! Duty is an icy shadow. It will freeze you. It cannot fill the heart's sanctuary. Augusta Jane Evans icy shadow heart
