Desire Grows By What It Feeds On.

Reading Stories Is Bad Enough But Writing Them Is Worse.

Red Hair Is My Life Long Sorrow.

A Broken Heart In Real Life Isn't Half As Dreadful As It Is In Books. It's A Good Deal Like A Bad Tooth, Though You Won't Think That A Very Romantic Simile. It Takes Spells Of Aching And Gives You A Sleepless Night Now And Then, But Between Times It Lets You Enjoy Life And Dreams And Echoes And Peanut Candy As If There Were Nothing The Matter With It.

There Is Nothing More Aggravating Than A Man Who Won't Talk Back - Unless It Is A Woman Who Won't.

I Wish We Could See Perfumes As Well As Smell Them. I'm Sure They Would Be Very Beautiful.