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A bad attack of integrity!! 



' Who is man and what his place, 

 Anxious asks the heart perplext, 

 In the recklessness of space, 

 Worlds with worlds thus intermixt. 

 What has he, this atom creature, 

 In the infinitude of nature?' 



F. T. Palgrave. 



• It is a good lesson — though it may be a hard one — for a man who 

 had dreamed of a special (literary) fame and of making for himself a 

 rank among the world's dignitaries by such means, to slip aside out of the 

 narrow circle in which his claims are recognised, and to find how utterly 

 devoid of significance beyond that circle is all he achieves and all he 

 aims at. 



He might fail from want of skill or strength, but deep in his sombre 

 soul he vowed that it should never be from want of heart. 



' Every durable bond between human beings is founded in or height- 

 ened by some element of competition.' — R. L. Stevenson. 



' All natural talk is a festival of ostentation.' — R. L. Stevenson. 



* No human being ever spoke of scenery for two minutes together, 

 which makes me suspect we have too much of it in literature. The 

 weather is regarded as the very nadir and scoff of conversational topics.' 

 — R. L. Stevenson. 



VOL. I — 19 



