I've Never Made Plans For More Than

I Consider Calmly The Question Of How Much Evil I Should Need To Kill Off My Finer Feelings.

Fame Is Indeed Beautiful And Benign And Gentle And Satisfying, But Happiness Is Something At Once Tender And Brilliant Beyond All Things.

I Am A Genius. Then It Amused Me To Keep Saying So, But Now It Does Not. I Expected To Be Happy Sometime. Now I Know I Shall Never Be.

Are There Many Things In This Cool-hearted World So Utterly Exquisite As The Pure Love Of One Woman For Another Woman?

The World Is Like A Little Marsh Filled With Mint And White Hawthorn.