I See Upon Their Noble Brows The

I Was Born To Love - But None Of You Wanted To Believe It, And That Misunderstanding Was Crucial In Forming My Character. It's True That Nature Was Strangely Inconsistent In Giving Me A Warm Heart, But Also A Face That Was Like A Stone Mask And A Tongue That Was Heavy And Slow. She Refused Me What She Bestowed Freely On Even The Most Loutish Of My Fellow Men. . . . People Judged My Inner Character By My Outer Covering, And Like A Sterile Fruit, I Withered Under The Rough Husk I Couldn't Slough Off.

Immodest Creature, You Do Not Want A Woman Who Will Accept Your Faults, You Want The One Who Pretends You Are Faultless - One Who Will Caress The Hand That Strikes Her And Kiss The Lips That Lie To Her.

There Is But On Virtue--the Eternal Sacrifice Of Self.

No Place Is Ugly To Those Who Understand The Virtues And Sweetness Of Everything That God Has Made.

The Lessons Of Experience Are Always Learned Too Late.