A Woman's Rank Lies In The Fulness

There Is No Killing The Suspicion That Deceit Has Once Begotten.

I Am Not Imposed Upon By Fine Words; I Can See What Actions Mean.

Nothing At Times Is More Expressive Than Silence.

Here Undoubtedly Lies The Chief Poetic Energy: - In The Force Of Imagination That Pierces Or Exalts The Solid Fact, Instead Of Floating Among Cloud-pictures.

Appearances Have Very Little To Do With Happiness.