History is merely gossip
And let me touch those curving claws of yellow ivory; and grasp the tail that like a monstrous asp coils round your heavy velvet paws.
I didn't say I liked it Harry. I said it fascinated me. There is a great difference.
There are times when sorrow seems to me to be the only truth.
Her capacity for family affection is extraordinary. When her third husband died, her hair turned quite gold from grief.
Everything that is popular is wrong.