I See Too Deep And Too Much.

Two Armies At Death-grips — That Is One Great Army Committing Suicide.

How I Waited For You! How I Longed For You! He Stammered. "i Thought Of You All The Time. I Saw You All The Time. Your Smile Was Everywhere." He Lowered His Voice And Added, "sometimes When People Were Talking Commonplaces And Your Name Happened To Be Mentioned, It Would Go Through My Heart Like An Electric Current.

People Are Machines Of Forgetfulness

It Is Not A Woman I Want - It Is All Women.

Whatever Our Ignorance Left To Itself, And Whatever The Wounds That Other Human Beings Are, We Ought To Study Ourselves With A Sort Of Devotion.