We Must For Dear Life Make Our

Money's A Horrid Thing To Follow, But A Charming Thing To Meet.

Keep Making The Movements Of Life.

Art Without Life Is A Poor Affair.

A Man Who Pretends To Understand Women Is Bad Manners. For Him To Really To Understand Them Is Bad Morals.

Experience Is Never Limited, And It Is Never Complete; It Is An Immense Sensibility, A Kind Of Huge Spider-web Of The Finest Silken Threads Suspended In The Chamber Of Consciousness, And Catching Every Air-borne Particle In Its Tissue.