The Old Catholic Parties Hounded Me With

Art Is An Elastic Sort Of Love.

I Believe In Prayer. It's The Best Way We Have To Draw Strength From Heaven.

I Shall Dance All My Life. . . . I Would Like To Die, Breathless, Spent, At The End Of A Dance.

I Believe If The White And Colored People Could Get Together And Be Let Alone, They Would Understand Each Other And Consequently Love Each Other.

The Old Catholic Parties Hounded Me With A Christian Hatred From Station To Station, City To City, One Stage To Another.