Nature Abhors A Vacuum, Even In The

I Hope I Shall Have Ambition Until The Day I Die.

I Refuse The Compliment That I Think Like A Man, Thought Has No Sex, One Either Thinks Or One Does Not.

You See Few People Here In America Who Really Care Very Much About Living A Christian Life In A Democratic World.

I Can't Avoid Writing. It's A Sort Of Nervous Tic I Have Developed Since I Gave Up Needlepoint.

Lying Increases The Creative Faculties, Expands The Ego, Lessens The Friction Of Social Contacts. . . . It Is Only In Lies, Wholeheartedly And Bravely Told, That Human Nature Attains Through Words And Speech The Forebearance, The Nobility, The Romance, The Idealism, That-being What It Is-it Falls So Short Of In Fact And In Deed.