I Wonder What Adam And Eve Think

[on Her Use Of Quotations:] When A Thing Has Been Said So Well That It Could Not Be Said Better, Why Paraphrase It? Hence My Writing, Is, If Not A Cabinet Of Fossils, A Kind Of Collection Of Flies In Amber.

Concurring Hands Divide Flax For Damask That When Bleached By Irish Weather Has The Silvered Chamois-leather Water-tightness Of A Skin.

Among Animals, One Has A Sense Of Humor. Humor Saves A Few Steps, It Saves Years.

There Never Was A War That Was Not Inward.

Dürer Would Have Seen A Reason For Living In A Town Like This.