We Tend Not To Choose The Unknown,

I Can Conceive Of 'falling In Love' Over And Over Again. But 'marriage,' This Richness Of Life Itself, I Cannot Conceive Of Having Again - Or With Anyone Else. In This Sense 'marriage' Seems To Me Indissoluble.

Why Is Life Speeded Up So? Why Are Things So Terribly, Unbearably Precious That You Can't Enjoy Them But Can Only Wait Breathless In Dread Of Their Going?

Love Is A Force.... It Is Not A Result; It Is A Cause. It Is Not A Product; It Produces.

One Can Get Just As Much Exultation In Losing Oneself In A Little Thing As In A Big Thing. It Is Nice To Think How One Can Be Recklessly Lost In A Daisy.

# "i Saw The Most Beautiful Cat Today. It Was Sitting By The Side Of The Road, Its Two Front Feet Neatly And Graciously Together. Then It Gravely Swished Around Its Tail To Completely Encircle Itself. It Was So Fit And Beautifully Neat, That Gesture, And So Self-satisfied, So Complacent.