I've Always Expected The Worst,

Though It Might Have Its Momentary Alarms, Paternity Is Not An Exciting Vocation.

A Solitary Maple On A Woodside Flames In Single Scarlet, Recalls Nothing So Much As The Daughter Of A Noble House Dressed For A Fancy Ball, With The Whole Family Gathered Around To Admire Her Before She Goes.

Ideas Are, In Truth, Force.

Novelist-citizen Of Two Countries Interpreter Of His Generation On Both Sides Of The Sea.

Her Reputation For Reading A Great Deal Hung About Her Like The Cloudy Envelope Of A Goddess In An Epic.