There Is Nothing The Body Suffers Which

We Know The Degree Of Refinement In People By The Matter They Laugh At And The Ring Of The Laugh.

A Woman Who Is Not Quite A Fool Will Forgive Your Being But A Man, If You Are Surely That. . .

Speech Is The Small Change Of Silence.

I Know Him, February's Thrush, And Loud At Eve He Valentines On Sprays That Paw The Naked Bush Where Soon Will Sprout The Thorns And Bines.

What A Woman Thinks Of Women Is The Test Of Her Nature.