She, Too, Had Worn A Mask In

It Does Seem Simple, Doesn't It?' She Said, With A Final Bitter Attempt At Flippancy, 'when You Want To Kill A Chicken...you Take Hold Of It...then You Wring Its Neck...it's Only The Chicken Who Does Not Find It Quite So Simple. Now You Hold A Knife At My Throat, And A Hostage For My Obedience...you Find It Simple...i Don't

The Weariest Night, The Longest Day, Sooner Or Later Must Perforce Come To An End.

A Woman's Heart Is Such A Complex Problem - The Owner Thereof Is Often Most Incompetent To Find The Solution To This Puzzle.

Virtue Is Like Precious Odours, Most Fragrant When It Is Crushed.

The Sound Of Distant Breakers Made Her Heart Ache With Melancholy. She Was In The Mood When The Sea Has A Saddening Effect Upon The Nerves. It Is Only When We Are Very Happy That We Can Bear To Gaze Merrily Upon The Vast And Limitless Expanse Of Water, Rolling On And On With Such Persistent, Irritating Monotony To The Accompaniment Of Our Thoughts, Whether Grave Or Gay. When They Are Gay, The Waves Echo Their Gaiety; But When They Are Sad, Then Every Breaker, As It Rolls, Seems To Bring Additional Sadness And To Speak To Us Of Hopelessness And Of The Pettiness Of All Our Joys.