Sometimes I Shrink From Your Knowing What

If An Offense Come Out Of The Truth, Better Is It That The Offense Come Than That The Truth Be Concealed.

In The Ill-judged Execution Of The Well-judged Plan Of Things The Call Seldom Produces The Comer, The Man To Love Rarely Coincides With The Hour For Loving

War Makes Good History But Peace Is Poor Reading.

But Nothing Is More Insidious Than The Evolution Of Wishes From Mere Fancies, And Of Wants From Mere Wishes.

My Wicked Heart Will Ramble On In Spite Of Myself. (arabella)