Beauty Lay Not In The Thing, But

Let Me Enjoy The Earth No Less Because The All-enacting Light That Fashioned Forth Its Loveliness Had Other Aims Than My Delight.

If We Be Doomed To Marry, We Marry; If We Be Doomed To Remain Single We Do.

You Are Absolutely The Most Ethereal, Least Sensual Woman I Ever Knew To Exist Without Inhuman Sexlessness.

In The Ill-judged Execution Of The Well-judged Plan Of Things The Call Seldom Produces The Comer, The Man To Love Rarely Coincides With The Hour For Loving

I Wish I Had Never Been Born--there Or Anywhere Else.