A Millstone And The Human Heart Are

People Of A Lively Imagination Are Generally Curious, And Always So When A Little In Love.

Art Is The Child Of Nature; Yes, Her Darling Child, In Whom We Trace The Features Of The Mother's Face, Her Aspect And Her Attitude, All Her Majestic Loveliness Chastened And Softened And Subdued Into A More Attractive Grace, And With A Human Sense Imbued. He Is The Greatest Artist, Then, Whether Of Pencil Or Of Pen, Who Follows Nature.

Don't Cross The Bridge Til You Come To It.

My Soul Is Full Of Longing For The Secret Of The Sea

And When She Was Good She Was Very Very Good. But When She Was Bad She Was Horrid.