Without Wearing Any Mask We Are Conscious

When I Think Of Talking, It Is Of Course With A Woman. For Talking At Its Best Being An Inspiration, It Wants A Corresponding Divine Quality Of Receptiveness, And Where Will You Find This But In A Woman?

Language Is The Blood Of The Soul Into Which Thoughts Run And Out Of Which They Grow.

Civilization Is The Process Of Reducing The Infinite To The Finite.

Love Prefers Twilight To Daylight.

But Friendship Is The Breathing Rose, With Sweets In Every Fold.