To Most Women Art Is

You Really Ought To Read More Books - You Know, Those Things That Look Like Blocks But Come Apart On One Side.

When Eleanor's Arm Touched His He Felt His Hands Grow Cold With Deadly Fear Lest He Should Lose The Shadow Brush With Which His Imagination Was Painting Wonders Of Her. He Watched Her From The Corners Of His Eyes As Ever He Did When He Walked With Her-- She Was A Feast And A Folly And He Wished It Had Been His Destiny To Sit Forever On A Haystack And See Life Through Her Green Eyes.

Debut: The First Time A Young Girl Is Seen Drunk In Public.

Poetry Is Either Something That Lives Like Fire Inside You

Genius Is The Ability To Put Into Effect What Is On Your Mind.