As a little girl, I didn't like stories about little girls. I liked stories about dragons and beasts and princes and princesses and fear and terror and the Four Musketeers and almost anything other than nice little girls making moral decisions about whether to tell the teacher about what the other little girl did or did not do.
A. S. ByattThe individual appears for an instant, joins the community of thought, modifies it and dies; but the species, that dies not, reaps the fruit of his ephemeral existence.
A. S. ByattOnly write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink.
A. S. ByattOnce you get older, people stop listening to what you say. It's very agreeable once you get used to it.
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