If You Are Losing Your

So, I Never Lose A Sense Of The Whimsical And Perilous Charm Of Daily Life, With Its Meetings And Words And Accidents.

How Many Of Our Daydreams Would Darken Into Nightmares If There Seemed Any Danger Of Their Coming True!

What I Like In A Good Author Is Not What He Says But What He Whispers.

Married Women Are Kept Women, And Theyare Beginning To Find It Out.

The Old Know What They Want; The Young Are Sad And Bewildered.