When One Is Five-and-twenty, One

A Blush Is No Language; Only A Dubious Flag - Signal Which May Mean Either Of Two Contradictories

Fine Art, Poetry, That Kind Of Thing, Elevates A Nation.

Hostesses Who Entertain Much Must Make Up Their Parties As Ministers Make Up Their Cabinets, On Grounds Other Than Personal Liking.

What Greater Thing Is There For Two Human Souls Than To Feel That They Are Joined - To Strengthen Each Other - To Be At One With Each Other In Silent Unspeakable Memories.

It Is Painful To Be Told That Anything Is Very Fine And Not Be Able To Feel That It Is Fine--something Like Being Blind, While People Talk Of The Sky.