Well, If I Can't Be Happy, I

[she Was] Kept There In The Sort Of Embrace A Man Gives To The Dearest Creature The World Holds For Him.

Conceit Spoils The Finest Genius?and The Great Charm Of All Power Is Modesty.

Love Is A Great Beautifier.

In The Books I Read The Sinners Are Always More Interesting Than The Saints, And In Real Life Good People Are Dismally Dull. I've No Desire To Be Wicked, But I Do Want To Be Happy. A Short Life And A Gay One For Me And I'm Willing To Pay For My Pleasure If It Is Necessary.

I Can Get On With Wild Beasts First-rate; But Men Rile Me Awfully.