What You Want To Ignite In Others

Oft A Little Morning Rain Foretells A Pleasant Day.

I Have Not Broken Your Heart - You Have Broken It; And In Breaking It, You Have Broken Mine.

There Is, I Am Convinced, No Picture That Conveys In All Its Dreadfulness, A Vision Of Sorrow, Despairing, Remediless, Supreme. If I Could Paint Such A Picture, The Canvas Would Show Only A Woman Looking Down At Her Empty Arms.

Good-night, My-" He Stopped, Bit His Lip, And Abruptly Left Me.

To Talk To Each Other Is But A More Animated And An Audible Thinking.