It Isn't Common Sense That

I Did Not Find Him Absurd. I Saw He Was Kind, That He Was On The Verge Of Real Love. I Thought It Would Be Nice For Me To Be In Love With Him, Too.

It Would Be Bad Form For Me To Describe People I Don't Know And Don't Understand.

We Are Torn Between The Craving To Know And The Despair Of Having Known.

A Dress Makes No Sense Unless It Inspires Men To Take It Off Of You.

Money May Not Buy Happiness, But I'd Rather Cry In A Jaguar Than On A Bus.