I am an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort.

Then she lay on her back and gazed at the cloudless sky. Mr. Beebe, whose opinion of her rose daily, whispered to his niece that that was the proper way to behave if any little thing went wrong.

We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.

Charm, in most men and nearly all women, is a decoration.

Ah, but you see, I didn't want to be fair.

Have you ever noticed that there are people who do things which are most indelicate, and yet at the same time - beautiful?

Adventures do occur, but not punctually.