It's All Right For A Woman To

The Only Abnormality Is The Incapacity To Love.

Nature Forms Us For Ourselves, Not For Others; To Be, Not To Seem.

I Walk Ahead Of Myself In Perpetual Expectancy Of Miracles.

Perhaps A Child, Like A Cat, Is So Much Inside Of Himself That He Does Not See Himself In The Mirror.

I'm Sick Of My Own Romanticism!