Nothing Mattered ... But Writing Books, And

Only A Woman, Divine, Could Know All That A Woman Can Suffer.

People Always Think The Bread Of Another Country Is Better Than Their Own.

Religion Is Different From Everything Else; Because In Religion Seeking Is Finding.

I Suppose There Were Moonless Nights And Dark Ones With But A Silver Shaving And Pale Stars In The Sky, But I Remember Them All As Flooded With The Rich Indolence Of A Full Moon.

When We Look Back, The Only Things We Cherish Are Those Which In Some Way Met Our Original Want; The Desire Which Formed In Us In Early Youth, Undirected, And Of Its Own Accord.