No One Person In The World Is

I'm Inclined To Reserve All Judgments, A Habit That Has Opened Up Many Curious Natures To Me And Also Made Me The Victim Of Not A Few Veteran Bores.

So We'll Just Let Things Take Their Course, And Never Be Sorry.

He Was So Terrible That He Was No Longer Terrible, Only Dehumanized.

The Exhilarating Ripple Of Her Voice Was A Wild Tonic In The Rain.

Sometimes It Is Harder To Deprive Oneself Of A Pain Than Of A Pleasure And The Memory So Possessed Him That For The Moment There Was Nothing To Do But To Pretend.