Innocence Is Not Accustomed To Blush.

When We Are Understood, We Always Speak Well, And Then All Your Fine Diction Serves No Purpose.

A Husband Is A Plaster That Cures All The Ills Of Girlhood.

Sharing With Jupiter Is Never A Dishonor.

Frankly, It's Good Enough To Lock Up In A Drawer.

Its As If You Think You'd Never Find Reason And The Sacred Intertwined