I Was Born To Travel And Write

The Cat Is A Dilettante In Fur.

Yes I Have Loved, As No One On Earth Ever Loved, With An Insensate And Furious Love, So Violent That I Wonder It Did Not Break My Heart

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.

Modesty Was Made For The Ugly.

When We Love - We Grow