She Unbent Her Mind Afterwards - Over

Damn The Age. I'll Write For Antiquity.

If There Be A Regal Solitude, It Is A Sick-bed. How The Patient Lords It There!

A Clear Fire, A Clean Hearth, And The Rigour Of The Game.

I Love To Lose Myself In Other Men's Minds.... Books Think For Me.

Literature Is A Bad Crutch, But A Good Walking-stick.