Baltimore Is Warm But Pleasant... I Belong

In Short, You Have Only Your Emotions To Sell. This Is The Experience Of All Writers.

Beware The Artist Who's An Intellectual Also. The Artist Who Doesn't Fit.

It Is Invariably Saddening To Look Through New Eyes At Things Upon Which You Have Expended Your Own Powers Of Adjustment.

Good Manners Are An Admission That Everybody Is So Tender That They Have To Be Handled With Gloves. Now, Human Respect—you Don't Call A Man A Coward Or A Liar Lightly, But If You Spend Your Life Sparing People's Feelings And Feeding Their Vanity, You Get So You Can't Distinguish What Should Be Respected In Them.

When I See A Beautiful Shell Like That I Can't Help Feeling A Regret About What's Inside It.