The First Undressing Of Two Lovers Is

I Labor, I Spend, I Strive, I Design, I Love, I Cling, I Uphold, I Give Way, I Envy, I Long, I Scorn, I Die, I Hide, I Want. Faster, Much Faster Than Any Man Could Make The Tally.

There's A Kind Of Emptiness At The Center Of Life ... Nothing To Form Your Life On, Or By.

It's Goodbye To Reality When Love Sets In.

Conquered People Tend To Be Witty.

People Can Lose Their Lives In Libraries. They Ought To Be Warned.