Those Who Are Prepared To Die Are

In Love-making, As In Other Arts, Those Who Do It Best Cannot Tell How It Is Done.

For Several Days After My First Book Was Published, I Carried It About In My Pocket And Took Surreptitious Peeps At It To Make Sure The Ink Had Not Faded.

Wendy, Wendy, When You Are Sleeping In Your Silly Bed You Might Be Flying About With Me Saying Funny Things To The Stars.

There Could Not Have Been A Lovelier Sight; But There Was None To See It Except A Little Boy Who Was Staring In At The Window. He Had Ecstasies Innumerable That Other Children Can Never Know; But He Was Looking Through The Window At The One Joy From Which He Must Be For Ever Barred.

When Ladies Used To Come To Me In Dreams, I Said, 'pretty Mother, Pretty Mother.' But When At Last She Really Came, I Shot Her.