I Have Given Up Trying To Be

I Think The Eyes Flirt Most. There Are So Many Ways To Use Them.

I Speak English, So I Am No Longer Cute. My Tongue Itches For French.

I Read The Papers Every Day Just To Discover If One Mentions Anna Held.

I Wish To Please The People, But I Want To Make Them Cry, Perhaps. There, I Have Said It.

Most Women Are Indulgent Of Themselves. This Is A Mistake. It Should Be Only The Reward Of Old Age.