In The Most Complete Friendship There Is

I Am Afraid I Shall Not Find Him, But I Shall Still Look For Him, For If He Exists, He May Be Appreciative Of My Efforts.

I Find That When I Do Not Think Of Myself I Do Not Think At All.

Those Moments When You Feel You Want To Read Something Truly Beautiful. The Eyes Make A Tour Of The Library, And There Is Nothing. Then You Decide To Take No Matter What, And It Is Full Of Beautiful Things.

You Can Recover From The Writing Malady Only By Falling Mortally Ill And Dying.

Add Two Letters Two Paris And It's Paradise.