A Room Is, After All, A Place

Of Course She Had Some Pathetic Illusions About Herself Or She Would Not Be Able To Go On Living.

Some Must Cry So That Others May Be Able To Laugh The More Heartily. Sacrifices Are Necessary.

What You Take To Be Hyprocrisy Is Sometimes A Certain Caution, Sometimes Genuine, Though Ponderous, Childish, Sometimes A Mixture Of Both.

If All Good, Respectable People Had One Face, I'd Spit In It.

When I Think About It, If I Had To Choose, I'd Rather Be Happy Than Write.