I Had Traded The Fight Against Love

I'm A Slave To My Emotions, To My Likes, To My Hatred Of Boredom, To Most Of My Desires

I Don’t Want Just Words. If That’s All You Have For Me, You’d Better Go

She Wanted To Crawl Into His Pocket And Be Safe Forever.

But I Felt That Tom Would Drift On Forever Seeking, A Little Wistfully, For The Dramatic Turbulence Of Some Irrecoverable Football Game

The Best Of America Drifts To Paris. The American In Paris Is The Best American. It Is More Fun For An Intelligent Person To Live In An Intelligent Country. France Has The Only Two Things Toward Which We Drift As We Grow Older—intelligence And Good Manners.