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[finishing Schools] Are Nicely Adapted Machines For Experimenting On The Question, "into How Little Space A Human Being Can Be Crushed?" I Have Seen Some Souls So Compressed That They Would Have Fitted Into A Small Thimble, And Found Room To Move . . .

Men Are Like The Earth And We Are The Moon; We Turn Always One Side To Them, And They Think There Is No Other, Because They Don't See It - But There Is.

How Hard It Is To Make Your Thoughts Look Anything But Imbecile Fools When You Paint Them With Ink On Paper.

There's Something So Beautiful In Coming On One's Very Inmost Thoughts In Another. In One Way It Is One Of The Greatest Pleasures One Has.

No Woman Has The Right To Marry A Man If She Has To Bend Herself Out Of Shape For Him. She Might Wish To, But She Could Never Be To Him With All Her Passionate Endeavor What The Other Woman Could Be To Him Without Trying. Character Will Dominate Over All And Will Come Out At Last.