Energy Had Fastened Upon Her Like A

He Who Demands Little Gets It.

Passion Alone Could Destroy Passion. All The Thinking In The World Could Not Make So Much As A Dent In Its Surface.

Do You Know There Is Always A Barrier Between Me And Any Man Or Woman Who Does Not Like Dogs?

It Seems To Me That This Is The True Test For Poetry: - That It Should Go Beneath Experience, As Prose Can Never Do, And Awaken An Apprehension Of Things We Have Never, And Can Never, Know In The Actuality.

I Liked Human Beings, But I Did Not Love Human Nature.