She Is Written In A Foreign Tongue.

There Are Moods In Which One Feels The Impulse To Enter A Tacit Protest Against Too Gross An Appetite For Pure Aesthetics In This Starving And Sinning World. One Turns Half Away, Musingly, From Certain Beautiful Useless Things.

I Have Lived Too Long In Foreign Parts

And Remember This, That If You've Been Hated, You've Also Been Loved.

There's No More Usual Basis Of Union Than Mutual Misunderstanding.

Be Generous, Be Delicate, And Always Pursue The Prize.