Happiness In Intelligent People Is The Rarest

I Do Not Need To Get Used To Your Silence. I Already Know It. I Quite Possibly Love All Of It.

I Love You And I Always Will And I Am Sorry. What A Useless Word.

I Might Say That What Amateurs Call A Style Is Usually Only The Unavoidable Awkwardnesses In First Trying To Make Something That Has Not Heretofore Been Made.

If People Bring So Much Courage To This World The World Has To Kill Them To Break Them, So Of Course It Kills Them. The World Breaks Every One And Afterward Many Are Strong At The Broken Places. But Those That Will Not Break It Kills. It Kills The Very Good And The Very Gentle And The Very Brave Impartially. If You Are None Of These You Can Be Sure It Will Kill You Too But There Will Be No Special Hurry.

Worry Destroys The Ability To Write.