Pretty Girls Make Graves

Genius Gives Birth, Talent Delivers.

I Was A Man Of The Earth, Precisely As I Had Dreamed I Would Be.

Life Must Be Rich And Full Of Loving--it's No Good Otherwise, No Good At All, For Anyone.

I Want To Marry A [guy], So I Can Rest My Soul With [him] Till We Both Get Old. This Can't Go On All The Time-- All This Franticness And Jumping Around. We've Got To Go Someplace, Find Something.

...do You Think God Made The World To Amuse Himself Because He Was Bored? Because If So He Would Have To Be Mean.