On the summit of the precipice and in the deep green woods emotions as palpable and as true have agitated me as if I were surveying them with the blessing of sight. There was an intelligence in the winds of the hills and in the solemn stillness of the buried foliage that could not be misleading. It entered into my heart and I could have wept, notthat Ididnot see, butthat Icould not portrayall I felt.
Icould have beena god, but people onlyallow youtoget so far in this country.
I had learned that if one cannot call a country to heel like a dog, neither can one dismiss the past with a smile in an easygushof feeling, saying: Icould not help it,Iamalsoa victim.
Catherinehad threehundred lovers.Idid thebest Icould do in a couple of hours.Mae West