Nothing Grows Old-fashioned So Fast As Modernity.

It Seemed To Me As If The Stones Sang, In The Strangest Voices, In The Language Of Ultima Thule.

The Wit Of A Graduate Student Is Like Champagne. Canadian Champagne.

It Was As Though She Was An Exile From A World That Saw Things Her Way

The Love That Dare Not Speak Its Name Has Become The Love That Won't Shut Up.

The Love Of Truth Lies At The Root Of Much Humor.