The Ladies Who Try To Keep Their

This Nice And Subtle Happiness Of Reading, This Joy Not Chilled By Age, This Polite And Unpunished Vice, This Selfish, Serene Life-long Intoxication.

It's An Odd Thing About This Universe That, Though We All Disagree With Each Other, We Are All Of Us Always In The Right.

I Find A Fascination, Like The Fascination For The Moth Of A Star, In Those Who Hold Aloof And Disdain Me.

Only Among People Who Think No Evil Can Evil Monstrously Flourish.

The Ladies Who Try To Keep Their Beauty Are The Ladies Who Lose It.