Satire Is People As They Are; Romanticism,

A Novel Must Be A Rich Forest Known At The Start Only By Instinct.

The Artist Who Really Loves People Loves Them So Well The Way They Are He Sees No Need To Disguise Their Characteristics-he Loves Them Whole, Without Retouching. Yet The Word Used For This Unqualifying Affection Is 'cynicism'.

Satire Is People As They Are; Romanticism, People As They Would Like To Be; Realism, People As They Seem With Their Insides Left Out.

I Want So Much For My Lover. At Night When Our Beds Are Drawn Close Together I Waken And See His Dear Yellow Head On The Pillow - Sometimes His Arm Thrown Over On My Bed - And I Kiss His Hand, Very Softly So That It Will Not Waken Him.

Rage Swept Over Her At Being Young, Young And Little, As If Some Evil Fairy Had Put That Spell On Her. Why Must You Be Locked Up In This Dreadful Cage Of Childhood For Twenty Or A Hundred Years? Nothing In Life Was Possible Unless You Were Old And Rich, Until Then You Were Only Small And Futile Before Your Tormentors, Desperately Waiting For The Release That Only Years Could Bring.