There Is Another Bend In The Road

There Are Many Worse Friends Than The Soft, Silent, Furry, Cat-folk.

Rilla's Heart Skipped A Beat — Or, If That Be A Physiological Impossibility, She Thought It Did.

In Imagination She Sailed Over Storied Seas That Wash The Distant Shining Shores Of "faëry Lands Forlorn," Where Lost Atlantis And Elysium Lie, With The Evening Star For Pilot, To The Land Of Heart's Desire. And She Was Richer In Those Dreams Than In Realities; For Things Seen Pass Away, But The Things That Are Unseen Are Eternal.

I Wouldn't Want To Marry Anybody Who Was Wicked, But I Think I'd Like It If He Could Be Wicked And Wouldn't.

I Am Quite Likely To Re-act To The Opposite Extreme - To Feel Rapturously That The World Is Beautiful And Mere Existence Something To Thank God For. I Suppose Our 'blues' Are The Price We Have To Pay For Our Temperament. 'the Gods Don't Allow Us To Be In Their Debt.' They Give Us Sensitiveness To Beauty In All Its Forms But The Shadow Of The Gift Goes With It.