In People's Eyes I Readpages Of Malice

You Men Do Not Understand The Delights Of A Glance, Of A Pressure Of The Hand... But As For Me, I Swear To You That, When I Listen To Your Voice, I Feel Such A Deep, Strange Bliss That The Most Passionate Kisses Could Not Take Its Place.

An Unusual Beginning Must Have An Unusual End.

I Was Born, So That The Whole World Could Be A Spectatorof My Triumph Or My Doom.

He In His Madness Prays For Storms, And Dreams That Storms Will Bring Him Peace.

There Are Two Men In Me--one Lives In The Full Sense Of The Word, The Other Reasons And Passes Judgment On The First. The First Will Perhaps Take Leave Of You And The World Forever In An Hour Now; And The Second . . . The Second?