I Like Marriage. The Idea.

You Looked At Them And Wondered Why They Were So Ugly; You Looked Closely And Could Not Find The Source. Then You Realized That It Came From Conviction, Their Conviction. It Was As Though Some Mysterious All-knowing Master Had Given Each One A Cloak Of Ugliness To Wear, And They Had Each Accepted It Without Question.

Love Just Seems To Make Life Not Just Livable, But A Gallant, Gallant Event.

Let Your Face Speak What's In Your Heart.

I Am A Moralist. I Worry.

I Know That My Books Are Worthy, Which Is Separate From Me.