Wine Gave A Sort Of

Reserving Judgements Is A Matter Of Infinite Hope.

I Like France, Where Everybody Thinks He's Napoleon--down Here Everybody Thinks He's Christ.

There's No Beauty Without Poignancy And There's No Poignancy Without The Feeling That It's Going, Men, Names, Books, Houses--bound For Dust--mortal--

It Was One Of Those Rare Smiles With A Quality Of Eternal Reassurance In It, That You May Come Across Four Or Five Times In Life.

The World Only Exists In Your Eyes. You Can Make It As Big Or As Small As You Want