Summer Set Lip To Earth's

When I Can Make Of Ten Small Words A Rope To Hang The World! "i Had You And I Have You Now No More.

I Am Glad That I Paid So Little Attention To Good Advice; Had I Abided By It I Might Have Been Saved From Some Of My Most Valuable Mistakes.

I Am All The Time Talking About You, And Bragging, To One Person Or Another. I Am Like The Ancient Mariner, Who Had A Tale In His Heart He Must Unfold To All. I Am Always Buttonholing Somebody And Saying, "someday You Must Meet My Mother."

I Would Blossom If I Were A Rose.

I Screamed, And--lo!--infinity Came Down And Settled Over Me