"Jealousy is a terrible thing. It resembles love, only it is precisely love's contrary. Instead of wishing for the welfare of the object loved, it desires the dependence of that object upon itself, and its own triumph. Love is the forgetfulness of self; jealousy is the most passionate form of egotism, the glorification of a despotic, exacting, and vain _ego_, which can neither forget nor subordinate itself. The contrast is perfect." _Amiel's Journal._ "Jealousy is a secret avowal of inferiority." MASSILLON. Jealousy AUGUST 25 "We are not jealous of what we give up, but of what is wrested from our unwilling hands. The first is always ours, the second never can be. * * * * * "Jealousy is not love, but it is the two-edged sword that parts true love from counterfeit. At its touch, the knowledge of what it is to love without reward, thrills heart and brain, sharp and clear, almost a vision of hell. Then if we are base, we die to love; but if we are noble, it is to ourselves we die. * * * * * "It is only what we surrender willingly that is ours always, as the wave never loses what it surrenders to the sea." _Turkish Bonds_, MAY KENDALL. Jealousy AUGUST 26 "What state of mind can be so blest, As love that warms the gentle brest; Two souls in one; the same desire To grant the bliss, and to require? If in this heaven a hell we find, 'Tis all from thee, O Jealousie! Thou tyrant, tyrant of the mind. "All other ills, tho' sharp they prove, Serve to refine a perfect love; In absence, or unkind disdain Sweet hope relieves the lover's pain; But O! no cure but death we find To sett us free From Jealousie, Thou tyrant, tyrant of the mind. "False in thy glass all objects are, Some set too near, and some too far: Thou art the fire of endless might, The fire that burns and gives no light. All torments of the damned, we find In only thee, O Jealousie; Thou tyrant, tyrant of the mind." DRYDEN. Love and Remorse AUGUST 27