Innocent And Infinite Are The Pleasures Of

I Intend To Judge Things For Myself; To Judge Wrongly, I Think, Is More Honorable Than Not To Judge At All.

I Hold Any Writer Sufficiently Justified Who Is Himself In Love With His Theme.

She Feels In Italics And Thinks In Capitals.

If This Was Love, Love Had Been Overrated.

I Have In My Own Fashion Learned The Lesson That Life Is Effort, Unremittingly Repeated.