Isn't It Funny How Danger Makes People

She Quietly Expected Great Things To Happen To Her, And No Doubt That’s One Of The Reasons Why They Did.

One Illusion Is As Good As Another.

A Southern Moon Is A Sodden Moon, And Sultry. When It Swamps The Fields And The Rustling Sandy Roads And The Sticky Honeysuckle Hedges In Its Sweet Stagnation, Your Fight To Hold On To Reality Is Like A Protestation Against A First Waft Of Ether.

I Suppose All We Can Really Share With People Is A Taste For The Same Kinds Of Weather.

She Refused To Be Bored Chiefly Because She Wasn't Boring.