Want Won't Kill You Half As Quick

If You Are Silent About Your Pain, They’ll Kill You And Say You Enjoyed It.

Love, I Find, Is Like Singing. Everybody Can Do Enough To Satisfy Themselves, Though It May Not Impress The Neighbors As Being Very Much.

She Starched And Ironed Her Face, Forming It Into Just What People Wanted To See.

Silence Is All The Genius A Fool Has.

I Have A Strong Suspicion . That Much That Passes For Constant Love Is A Golded- Up Moment Walking In Its Sleep.