Pity Is Exhaustible. What A Terrible Discovery!

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.

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

I Don't Like People," Said Velvet. "... I Only Like Horses.

One Can Lie, But Truth Is More Interesting.

Things Come Suitable To The Time.