How Poor And Disheartening A Thing Is

I Cannot Abide The Mr. And Mrs. Noah Attitude Towards Marriage; The Animals Went In Two By Two, Forever Stuck Together With Glue.

It Is Necessary To Write, If The Days Are Not To Slip Emptily By. How Else, Indeed, To Clap The Net Over The Butterfly Of The Moment?

Forget Not Bees In Winter, Though They Sleep.

All Craftsmen Share A Knowledge. They Have Heldreality Down Fluttering To A Bench.

I Miss You Even More Than I Could Have Believed; And I Was Prepared To Miss You A Good Deal.