The Real Voyage Of Discovery Consists Not

Conversation, Which Is Friendship's Mode Of Expression, Is A Superficial Digression Which Gives Us Nothing Worth Acquiring. We May Talk For A Lifetime Without Doing More Than Indefinitely Repeat The Vacuity Of A Minute.

Every Kiss Provokes Another. Oh, In Those Earliest Days Of Love How Naturally The Kisses Spring To Life! So Closely, In Their Profusion, Do They Crowd Together That Lovers Would Find It As Hard To Count The Kisses Exchanged In An Hour As To Count The Flowers In A Meadow In May.

Fashions, Being Themselves Begotten Of The Desire For Change, Are Quick To Change Also.

In Love, Happiness Is An Abnormal State.

With One Image He Would Make That Beauty Explode Into Me.