I Shall Not Die Of A Cold.

Thea Was Still Under The Belief That Public Opinion Could Be Placated; That If You Clucked Often Enough, The Hens Would Mistake You For One Of Themselves.

Wherever Humanity Has Made That Hardest Of All Starts And Lifted Itself Out Of Mere Brutality Is A Sacred Spot.

Oh, The Germans Classify, But The French Arrange.

Miracles Surround Us At Every Turn If We But Sharpen Our Perceptions Of Them.

If There Were No Girls Like Them In The World, There Would Be No Poetry