A Father Is Always Making His Baby

I Am Not A Born Writer, But I Was Born A Writer.

One's Palate Is Reborn Every Morning!

Sex -- The Great Inequality, The Great Miscalculator, The Great Irritator.

In Marriage There Are No Manners To Keep Up, And Beneath The Wildest Accusations No Real Criticism. Each Is Familiar With That Ancient Child In The Other Who May Erupt Again. We Are Not Ridiculous To Ourselves. We Are Ageless. That Is The Luxury Of The Wedding Ring.

Why Do Birds Sing In The Morning? It's The Triumphant Shout: 'we Got Through Another Night!'