One's Palate Is Reborn Every Morning!

The Dangerous Thing About Hate Is That It Seems So Reasonable.

One Can Lie, But Truth Is More Interesting.

Things Come Suitable To The Time.

Let This Serve As An Axiom To Every Lover: A Woman Who Refuses Lunch Refuses Everything.

It's Not Till Sex Has Died Out Between A Man And A Woman That They Can Really Love. And Now I Mean Affection. Now I Mean To Be Fond Of (as One Is Fond Of Oneself) -to Hope, To Be Disappointed, To Live Inside The Other Heart. When I Look Back On The Pain Of Sex, The Love Like A Wild Fox So Ready To Bite, The Antagonism That Sits Like A Twin Beside Love, And Contrast It With Affection, So Deeply Unrepeatable, Of Two People Who Have Lived A Life Together (and Of Whom One Must Die) It's The Affection I Find Richer. It's That I Would Have Again. Not All Those Doubtful Rainbow Colors.