It Is The Nature Of Truth To

I Am A Bundle Of Nerves Dressed Up To Look Like A Man!

The Woman Who First Gives Life, Light, And Form To Our Shadowy Conceptions Of Beauty, Fills A Void In Our Spiritual Nature That Has Remained Unknown To Us Till She Appeared.

Except In This Ignorant And Material Century, Men Have Always Worn Precious Stuffs And Beautiful Colours As Well As Women.

The Evening Advanced. The Shadows Lengthened. The Waters Of The Lake Grew Pitchy Black. The Gliding Of The Ghostly Swans Became Rare And More Rare.

We Had Our Breakfasts--whatever Happens In A House, Robbery Or Murder, It Doesn't Matter, You Must Have Your Breakfast.