Fear Is A Vile Thing, And Is

There Are So Many Unpleasant Things In The World Already That There Is No Use In Imagining Any More.

I Have Really Done So Few Bad Things That They Have To Keep Harping On The Old Ones [.]

Why, I've Never Even Had A Quarrel With Any One. I Haven't An Enemy. What A Spineless Thing I Must Be Not To Have Even One Enemy!

It Does Not Do To Laugh At The Pangs Of Youth. They Are Very Terrible Because Youth Has Not Yet Learned That 'this, Too, Will Pass Away.

In Daylight I Belong To The World . . . In The Night To Sleep And Eternity. But In The Dusk I'm Free From Both And Belong Only To Myself . . . And You