If It Were (is It Not) Outrageous

A Joyous Little Creature, So Beautiful, It Was As If A Gate Of Heaven Opened As She Came In.

It Is God Who Makes Woman Beautiful, It Is The Devil Who Makes Her Pretty.

Is It Not A Thing Divine To Have A Smile Which, None Know How, Has The Power To Lighten The Weight Of That Enormous Chain Which All The Living In Common Drag Behind Them?

You Say, "where Goest Thou?" I Cannot Tell, And Still Go On. But If The Way Be Straight I Cannot Go Amiss: Before Me Lies Dawn And The Day: The Night Behind Me: That Suffices Me: I Break The Bounds: I See, And Nothing More; Believe And Nothing Less. My Future Is Not One Of My Concerns.

No One Can Keep A Secret Better Than A Child.