A Hundred Eyes Were Fixed On Her,

Has The Gift Of Laughter Been Withdrawn From Me? I Protest That I Do Still, At The Age Of Forty-seven, Laugh Often And Loud And Long. But Not, I Believe, So Long And Loud And Often As In My Less Smiling Youth. And I Am Proud, Nowadays, Of Laughing, And Grateful To Any One Who Makes Me Laugh. That Is A Bad Sign. I No Longer Take Laughter As A Matter Of Course.

The Non-conformist Conscience Makes Cowards Of Us All.

What A Lurid Life Oscar Wilde Does Lead - So Full Of Extraordinary Incidents. What A Chance For The Memoir Writers Of The Next Century

I Am A Tory Anarchist. I Should Like Everyone To Go About Doing Just As He Pleased - Short Of Altering Any Of The Things To Which I Have Grown Accustomed.

There Is Much To Be Said For Failure. It Is More Interesting Than Success.