My dear, Who is the saint and who is the sinner? Is the sinner the man who’s done one wrong? Or does he have to accumulate countless wrongs in order to be label so? Is the saint the woman who’s done one right? Or does she have to accumulate countless rights in order to be labelled so? For me the answer is simple. Saints are sinners who kept on going. For I believe that we’ve all done wrong and good in our lives. All the...

My dear, Anyone can do his work, however hard, for one day. Anyone can live sweetly, patiently, lovingly, purely, till the sun goes down. And this is all life really is. Falsely yours, Robert Louis Balfour...