He Made Her Play And She Had

I'm Tired Of Saying, "how Wonderful You Are!" To Fool Men Who Haven't Got One-half The Sense I've Got, And I'm Tired Of Pretending I Don't Know Anything, So Men Can Tell Me Things And Feel Important While They're Doing It.

Vanity Was Stronger Than Love At Sixteen And There Was No Room In Her Hot Heart Now For Anything But Hate.

[t]he Merciful Adjustment Which Nature Makes When What Cannot Be Cured Must Be Endured.

It's Not Because I've -what Is The Phrase? -'swept You Off Your Feet' By My -er- Ardor?

She Could Not Ignore Life. She Had To Live It And It Was Too Brutal, Too Hostile, For Her Even To Try To Gloss Over Its Harshness With A Smile