A Novel Is What You Call Something

What Nuns Don't Realize Is That They Look Better In Nun Clothes Than J.c. Penney Pantsuits.

Ooooh," Kate Groans, Kate Herself Now. "i'm So Afraid." "i Know." "what Am I Going To Do?" "you Mean Right Now?" "yes." "we'll Go To My Car. Then We'll Drive Down To The French Market And Get Some Coffee. Then We'll Go Home." "is Everything Going To Be All Right?" "yes." "tell Me. Say It." "everything Is Going To Be All Right.

Bourbon Does For Me What The Piece Of Cake Did For Proust.

Classes? Categories? Was That What We Had Come To?

But What Physician Has Not Had Patients Who Don't Make Any Sense At All? To Tell The Truth, They're Our Stock-in-trade. We Talk And Write About The Ones We Can Make Sense Of.