She Knew Few Words And Believed In

I Learned A Little Of Beauty - Enough To Know That It Had Nothing To Do With Truth - And I Found, Moreover, That There Was No Great Literary Tradition; There Was Only The Tradition Of The Eventful Death Of Every Literary Tradition.

I'm Merely Trying To Give You The Sort Of Argument That Would Appeal To Your Intelligence.

So They Were Desperately In Love And Being Desperately In Love Involves A Desperate Existence.

Young People Do Not Perceive At Once That The Giver Of Wounds Is The Enemy And The Quoted Tattle Merely The Arrow.

The World Only Exists In Your Eyes. You Can Make It As Big Or As Small As You Want