consider that a man’s brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A

Something not right  act 
About wonderful
Blums with lit roses
An drink
If it comes to you
Wrong an In your face
An on your case

If your beauty doesn't attract good people 
You're the real definition of ugliness

But there was something more miserable still—it was the clutch of solitude at her heart, the sense of being swept like a stray uprooted growth down the heedless current of the years.

Written By Edith Wharton

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