Longing Hearts Could Only Stand

The Whole World Can't Lick Us But We Can Lick Ourselves By Longing Too Hard For Things We Haven't Got Any More - And By Remembering Too Much.

I'm Tired Of Saying "how Wonderful You Are!" To Fool Men, Who Haven't Got One Half Sense I've Got.

She Was Darkness And He Was Darkness And There Had Never Been Anything Before This Time, Only Darkness And His Lips Upon Her. She Tried To Speak And His Mouth Was Over Hers Again. Suddenly She Had A Wild Thrill Such As She Had Never Known; Joy, Fear, Madness, Excitement, Surrender To Arms That Were Too Strong, Lips Too Bruising, Fate That Moved Too Fast.

The Liar Was The Hottest To Defend His Veracity, The Coward His Courage, The Ill-bred His Gentlemanliness, And The Cad His Honor

Once, When She Was Six Years Old, She Had Fallen From A Tree, Flat On Her Stomach. She Could Still Recall That Sickening Interval Before Breath Came Back Into Her Body. Now, As She Looked At Him, She Felt The Same Way She Had Felt Then, Breathless, Stunned, Nauseated.