Now And Again Thousands Of Memories Converge,

With The Most Infinite Tenderness I Have Ever Known In My Life, He Put His Arms Around Me, Gently, Gently, And I Embraced Him Around The Neck, And We Touched.

Each Generation Must Get On The Same Old Merry-go-round, Only Disguised In A Fresh Coat Of Paint.

Who Wants To Read About Success? It Is The Early Struggle Which Makes A Good Story.

I Am In Paris. Yes Ma'am , I Made It Back. I Came Up From Berlin, Stopped Here Ten Days, Fought A Losing Battle Against My Deepest Inclinations, Pulled Myself Out By The Hair And Went To Madrid...madrid Is A Lovely Enchanting City, And There Was Almost Ready For Me A Kind Of Penthouse Full Of Sunlight, A Roof Garden, And So On. I Gave One Look At It All, Returned To The Hotel And Went To Bed And Wept Bitterly For Eleven Hours...why? Because I Had Seen Paris And Could Not Endure The Thought Of Being Anywhere Else.

I Will Never Again Attempt To Tell Any Young Person What To Do - The Really Gifted Don't Need Advice And The Others Can't Take It.