To Love Without Criticism Is To Be

The Heart Of The Jealous Knows The Best And Most Satisfying Love, That Of The Other's Bed, Where The Rival Perfects The Lover's Imperfections.

There's Something Evil In Me That Loves Evil And Degradation--purity's Black Backside! That Loves Honesty With A Horrid Love; Or Why Have I Always Gone Seeking It At The Liar's Door?

If Helen Of Troy Could Have Been Seen Eating Peppermints Out Of A Paper Bag, It Is Highly Probable That Her Admirers Would Have Been An Entirely Different Class.it Is The Thing You Are Found Doing While The Horde Looks On That You Shall Be Loved For - Or Ignored.

When Autumn Shadows Throw Their Patterns Across The Land, They Are Not The Images Of Fragile, Dying Leaves, Not The Bared Arms Of Lofty Elms, Not Shadows Of A Fading Summer; But Swinging Shapes As Of Books Upon A Strap, Of Round And Square Boxes Held Under An Arm, Of Hurrying Little People Heading Towards The Nearest School.

I Can Draw And Write, And You'd Be Foolish Not To Hire Me.