I Observed That After Marriage

The World Is, Of Course, Nothing But Our Conception Of It.

Dear, Sweet, Unforgettable Childhood! Why Does This Irrevocable Time, Forever Departed, Seem Brighter, More Festive And Richer Than It Actually Was?

A Grimy Fly Can Soil The Entire Wall And A Small, Dirty Little Act Can Ruin The Entire Proceedings.

I Confess I Seldom Commune With My Conscience When I Write.

Life Is Given Only Once, And One Wants To Live It Boldly, With Full Conscious And Beauty.