I'd Cut Up My Heart For You

She Could See So Clearly Now That He Was Only A Childish Fancy, No More Important Really Than Her Spoiled Desire For The Aquamarine Earbobs She Had Coaxed Out Of Gerald. For, Once She Owned The Earbobs, They Had Lost Their Value, As Everything Except Money Lost Its Value Once It Was Hers.

Why Will People Persist In Reading Strange Meanings Into The Simplest Of Story? Is It Not Enough That A Writer Can Entertain For A Few Hours With Narrative Without Being Suspected Of 'significances' Or Symbolism Or 'social Trends'?

It Was Hard To Believe There Was So Much Money In All This Bitter And Poverty-stricken World. So Much Money, So Very Much Money, And Someone Else Had It, Someone Who Took It Lightly And Didn't Need It.

Southerners Can Never Resist A Losing Cause.

She Hasn't Your Strength. She's Never Had Any Strength. She's Never Had Anything But Heart.