High Art Alone Is Eternal And The

When We Love - We Grow

What Well-bred Woman Would Refuse Her Heart To A Man Who Had Just Saved Her Life? Not One; And Gratitude Is A Short Cut Which Speedily Leads To Love.

Whatever May Have Been Said Of The Satiety Of Pleasure And Of The Disgust Which Usually Follows Passion, Any Man Who Has Anything Of A Heart And Who Is Not Wretchedly And Hopelessly Blasé Feels His Love Increased By His Happiness, And Very Often The Best Way To Retain A Lover Ready To Leave Is To Give One's Self Up To Him Without Reserve.

It May Well Be That The Pictures Of Courbet, Manet, Monet And Their Like Contain Beauties Which Escape The Notice Of Such Old Romantic Heads As Ours, Already Streaked With Silver Threads.

The Cat Is A Dilettante In Fur.