How Can I Dispose Of Myself With

To Love Is To Burn, To Be On Fire.

One Cannot Be Always Laughing At A Man Without Now And Then Stumbling On Something Witty.

She Was Without Any Power, Because She Was Without Any Desire Of Command Over Herself.

In Vain Have I Struggled. It Will Not Do. My Feelings Will Not Be Repressed. You Must Allow Me To Tell You How Ardently I Admire And Love You.

What A Shame, For I Dearly Love To Laugh.