I Know Myself," He Cried,

She Wanted To Crawl Into His Pocket And Be Safe Forever.

The Transition From Libertine To Prig Was So Complete.

You're A Slave, A Bound Helpless Slave To One Thing In The World, Your Imagination.

Optimism Is The Content Of Small Men In High Places.

Once I Thought That Lake Forest Was The Most Glamorous Place In The World. Maybe It Was.