The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter and crown must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.

they were the worst threats to a home, for they offered ease and thought and companionship as opposed to neatness, order, and properness

Past is un changeable. 
Future is un predictable. 
Present is workable. 
Make the best use of it.

There is no generosity without sacrifice.

Written By Henry James

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