A Quiet City Is A Contradiction In

Anything That Is Worth Doing Has Been Done Frequently. Things Hitherto Undone Should Be Given, I Suspect, A Wide Berth.

To Give And Then Not Feel That One Has Given Is The Very Best Of All Ways Of Giving.

A Hundred Eyes Were Fixed On Her, And Half As Many Hearts Lost To Her.

People Who Insist On Telling Their Dreams Are Among The Terrors Of The Breakfast Table.

A Crowd, Proportionately To Its Size, Magnifies All That In Its Units Pertains To The Emotions, And Diminishes All That In Them Pertains To Thought.