And I Had By Now Become Used

God Made The World Round So We Would Never Be Able To See Too Far Down The Road.

I Do Not Know If You Remember The Tale Of The Girl Who Saves The Ship Under Mutiny By Sitting On The Powder Barrel With Her Lighted Torch... And All The Time Knowing That It Is Empty? This Has Seemed To Me A Charming Image Of The Women Of My Time. There They Were, Keeping The World In Order... By Sitting On The Mystery Of Life, And Knowing Themselves That There Was No Mystery.

Human Talk Is A Centrifugal Function, Ever In Flight Outwards From What Is On The Talker's Mind.

I Don't Think... One Get A Flash Of Happiness Once, And Never Again; It Is There Deep Within You.

The Entire Being Of A Woman Is A Secret Which Should Be Kept.