Innocent And Infinite Are The Pleasures Of

Innocent And Infinite Are The Pleasures Of Observation.

It's Never Permitted To Be Surprised At The Aberrations Of Born Fools.

..her Smile, Which Was Her Pretty Feature, Was Never So Pretty As When Her Sprightly Phrase Had A Scratch Lurking In It.

There Were Several Ways Of Understanding Her: There Was What She Said, And There Was What She Meant, And There Was Something Between The Two, That Was Neither.

My Sole Wish Is To Frustrate As Utterly As Possible The Post-mortem Exploiter.