I Love Humanity But I Hate People.

When I Can Make Of Ten Small Words A Rope To Hang The World! "i Had You And I Have You Now No More.

But If I Can't Be Sorry, Why, I Might As Well Be Glad!

How Strange A Thing Is Death, Bringing To His Knees, Bringing To His Antlers The Buck In The Snow . . . Life, Looking Out Attentive From The Eyes Of The Doe.

I Am Glad That I Paid So Little Attention To Good Advice; Had I Abided By It I Might Have Been Saved From Some Of My Most Valuable Mistakes.

After All My Erstwhile Dear, My No Longer Cherished; Need We Say It Was Not Love, Just Because It Perished?