Kisses Honeyed By Oblivion.

I Shall Never Love Anybody. I Can't Love People. I Hate Them.' 'the Time Will Come, Dear, The Time Will Come.

... There Is A Lightness About The Feminine Mind--a Touch And Go--music, The Fine Arts, That Kind Of Thing--they Should Study Those Up To A Certain Point, Women Should; But In A Light Way, You Know.

When We Get To Wishing A Great Deal For Ourselves, Whatever We Get Soon Turns Into Mere Limitation And Exclusion.

The First Sense Of Mutual Love Excludes Other Feelings; It Will Have The Soul All To Itself.

A Maggot Must Be Born I' The Rotten Cheese To Like It.