Making A Journey By Night Is More

It's Risky To Talk About One's Most Secret Dreams A Bit Too Early.

It Is Still Summer, But The Summer Is No Longer Alive. It Has Come To A Standstill; Nothing Withers, And Fall Is Not Ready To Begin. There Are No Stars Yet, Just Darkness.

It's Funny About Love', Sophia Said. 'the More You Love Someone, The Less He Likes You Back.' 'that's Very True,' Grandmother Observed. 'and So What Do You Do?' 'you Go On Loving,' Said Sophia Threateningly. 'you Love Harder And Harder.

A Theatre Is The Most Important Sort Of House In The World, Because That's Where People Are Shown What They Could Be If They Wanted, And What They'd Like To Be If They Dared To And What They Really Are

Most Of The People Are Homesick Anyway, And A Little Lonely, And They Hide Themselves In Their Hair And Are Turned Into Flowers.