A Literary Academic Can No More Pass

Whether Animals Admit It Or Not, They And I Communicate.

Odd, The Years It Took To Learn One Simple Fact: That The Prize Just Ahead, The Next Job, Publication, Love Affair, Marriage Always Seemed To Hold The Key To Satisfaction But Never, In The Longer Run, Sufficed.

Male Friends Do Not Always Face Each Other; They Stand Side By Side, Facing The World.

Whether Deliberately, Unconsciously Or Accidentally, She Seems To Have Composed Her Own Life So That Its Fitful, Rudderless, And Self-doubting First Half Was Alchemized Into Gold When The Austere Bluestocking Became The Fallen Woman.

I Don't Know Why Togetherness Was Ever Held Up As An Ideal Of Marriage. Away From Home For Both, Then Together, That's Much Better.