At Twenty-five, Girls Begin To Talk About

I Love My Liberty Too Well To Be In A Hurry To Give It Up For Any Mortal Man.

…proved That Woman Isn't A Half But A Whole Human Being, And Can Stand Alone.

Some Stories Are So Familiar Its Like Going Home.

All The Worse For The Undeniable Talent Which Hides The Evil So Subtly And Makes The Danger So Delightful.

They Were Enjoying The Happy Hour That Seldom Comes But Once In Any Life, The Magical Moment Which Bestows Youth On The Old, Beauty On The Plain, Wealth On The Poor, And Gives Human Hearts A Foretaste Of Heaven.