The Transition From Libertine To Prig Was

Scratch A Yale Man With Both Hands And You'll Be Lucky To Find A Coast-guard. Usually You Find Nothing At All.

I Felt That I Wanted The World To Be In Uniform And At A Sort Of Moral Attention Forever; I Wanted No More Riotous Excursions With Privileged Glimpses Into The Human Heart.

If You're In Love It Ought To Make You Happy. You Ought To Laugh.

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

Your Life On Earth Will Be, As Always, The Interval Between Two Significant Glances In A Mundane Mirror.