However Great One's Gift Of Language May

The World Is Like A Little Marsh Filled With Mint And White Hawthorn.

I Have Read Of Women Who Have Been Strongly, Grandly Brave. Sometimes I Have Dreamed That I Might Be Brave. The Possibilities Of This Life Are Magnificent.

I Never Give My Real Self. I Have A Hundred Sides, And I Turn First One Way And Then The Other. I Am Playing A Deep Game. I Have A Number Of Strong Cards Up My Sleeve. I Have Never Been Myself, Excepting To Two Friends.

The Highest Thing One Can Do In Literature Is To Succeed In Saying That Thing Which One Meant To Say. There Is Nothing Better Than That - To Make The World See Your Thoughts As You See Them.

Some Day The Devil Will Come To Me And Say: 'come With Me.'and I Will Answer: 'yes.