Words? I tell you not to write me letters; I command you. Is it not enough to want you so in vain, but you send me what evokes you here before me -- this paper, all along whose lines your… — Anne Reeve Aldrich Copy Share Image
I shall pass Dawn on her way to earth, as I seek for a path through space. — Anne Reeve Aldrich Copy Share Image
I do not wish to grow old, to outlive my illusions. Only a short respite from cares and sorrow, a brief time of flowers,… — Anne Reeve Aldrich Copy Share Image
I meant to write a song of battle, for storied deeds of war inspire; I seemed to hear the cannon thunder, I seemed to… — Anne Reeve Aldrich Copy Share Image
Words? I tell you not to write me letters; I command you. Is it not enough to want you so in vain, but you… — Anne Reeve Aldrich Copy Share Image
There is nothing so entirely desirable in all the world as a few hours' oblivion. — Anne Reeve Aldrich Copy Share Image
