She Looked So Irresistibly Beautiful

The Evening Advanced. The Shadows Lengthened. The Waters Of The Lake Grew Pitchy Black. The Gliding Of The Ghostly Swans Became Rare And More Rare.

I Am Thinking,’ He Remarked Quietly, ’whether I Shall Add To The Disorder In This Room, By Scattering Your Brains About The Fireplace.

I Say What Other People Only Think, And When All The Rest Of The World Is In A Conspiracy To Accept The Mask For The True Face, Mine Is The Rash Hand That Tears Off The Plump Pasteboard And Shows The Bare Bones Beneath.

And Earth Was Heaven A Little The Worse For Wear. And Heaven Was Earth, Done Up Again To Look Like New.

My Business In Life Is To Eat, Drink, Sleep, And Die. Everything Else Is Superfluity And I Will Have None Of It.