A Woman Loses A Charm With Every

Deal With Him, Hemingway!

The Mocker Is Never Taken Seriously When He Is Most Serious.

The Incompatibility Of Aquacity With The Erratic Originality Of Genius.

Her Name Sprang To My Lips At Moments In Strange Prayers And Praises Which I Myself Did Not Understand. My Eyes Were Often Full Of Tears (i Could Not Tell Why) And At Times A Flood From My Heart Seemed To Pour Itself Out Into My Bosom. I Thought Little Of The Future. I Did Not Know Whether I Would Ever Speak To Her Or Not Or, If I Spoke To Her, How I Could Tell Her Of My Confused Adoration.

Every Jackass Going The Roads Thinks He Has Ideas.