Death Destroys A Man, But The Idea

I Have Almost Completed A Long Novel, But It Is Unpublishable Until My Death And England's.

You Can Transmute Love, Ignore It, Muddle It, But You Can Never Pull It Out Of You.

I Do Not Believe In Belief.

It Was Unbearable, And He Thought Again, 'how Unhappy I Am!' And Became Happier.

Passion Does Not Blind. No. Passion Is Sanity, And The Woman You Love, She Is The Only Person You Will Ever Really Understand.