Fear Is The Original Sin. Almost All

To Love Is Easy And Therefore Common - But To Understand - How Rare It Is!

I've Just Been Imagining That It Was Really Me You Wanted After All And That I Was To Stay Here For Ever And Ever. It Was A Great Comfort While It Lasted. But The Worst Of Imagining Things Is That The Time Comes When You Have To Stop And That Hurts.

I Have A Little Brown Cocoon Of An Idea That May Possibly Expand Into A Magnificent Moth Of Fulfilment.

There Is Nothing More Aggravating Than A Man Who Won't Talk Back - Unless It Is A Woman Who Won't.

I Don't Want Sunbursts And Marble Halls. I Just Want You. Sunbursts And Marble Halls May Be All Very Well, But There Is More 'scope For Imagination' Without Them. And As For The Waiting, That Doesn't Matter. We'll Just Be Happy, Waiting And Working For Each Other—and Dreaming. Oh, Dreams Will Be Very Sweet Now.