No, I'm No Enemy To

I Nauseate Walking; 'tis A Country Diversion, I Loathe The Country.

Say What You Will, 'tis Better To Be Left Than Never To Have Been Loved.

O Ay, Letters - I Had Letters - I Am Persecuted With Letters - I Hate Letters - Nobody Knows How To Write Letters; And Yet One Has 'em, One Does Not Know Why - They Serve One To Pin Up One's Hair.

Uncertainty And Expectation Are The Joys Of Life. Security Is An Insipid Thing.

Women Are Like Tricks By Sleight Of Hand, Which, To Admire, We Should Not Understand