Romances Paint At Full Length

I Have A Great Mind To Believe In Christianity For The Mere Pleasure Of Fancying I May Be Damned.

A Woman Should Never Be Seen Eating Or Drinking, Unless It Be Lobster Salad And Champagne, The Only True Feminine And Becoming Viands.

I Stood In Venice, On The Bridge Of Sighs; A Palace And A Prison On Each Hand; I Saw From Out The Wave Of Her Structure's Rise As From The Stroke Of The Enchanter's Wand: A Thousand Years Their Cloudy Wings Expand Around Me, And A Dying Glory Smiles O'er The Far Times, When Many A Subject Land Look'd To The Winged Lion's Marble Pines, Where Venice Sate In State, Throned On Her Hundred Isles.

This Is To Be Along; This, This Is Solitude!

They Used To Say That Knowledge Is Power. I Used To Think So, But I Know Now They Mean Money.