It's So Easy To Make A Person

I Am Sad, Sad As A Circus-lioness.

It's So Easy To Make A Person Who Hasn't Got Anything Seem Wrong.

The Perpetual Hunger To Be Beautiful And That Thirst To Be Loved Which Is The Real Curse Of Eve.

Cold - Cold As Truth, Cold As Life. No, Nothing Can Be As Cold As Life.

She Could Give Herself Up To The Written Word As Naturally As A Good Dancer To Music Or A Fine Swimmer To Water. The Only Difficulty Was That After Finishing The Last Sentence She Was Left With A Feeling At Once Hollow And Uncomfortably Full. Exactly Like Indigestion.