I Had A Million Questions To Ask

There Are Certain People Whom One Feels Almost Inclined To Urge To Hurry Up And Die So That Their Letters Can Be Published.

A Man Who Has Never Made A Woman Angry Is A Failure In Life.

It Is Unfair To Blame Man Too Fiercely For Being Pugnacious; He Learned The Habit From Nature.

The World, In Its Sheer Exuberance Of Kindness, Will Try To Bury The Poet With Warm And Lovely Human Trivialities. It Will Even Ask Him To Autograph Books.

How Womanly It Is To Ask The Unanswerable At The Moment Impossible.