A Story Must Simmer In Its Own

The Feminine In The Man Is The Sugar In The Whisky. The Masculine In The Woman Is The Yeast In The Bread. Without These Ingredients The Result Is Flat, Without Tang Or Flavor.

No Woman Ought To Pretend She's Intelligent. And If She Is She Ought To Have The Intelligence To Pretend She Isn't.

Men Often Marry Their Mothers.

People Permit Life To Slide Past Them Like A Deft Pickpocket, Their Purse-not Yet Missed And Now Too Late-in His Hand.

There's No Sauce For Play Like Work.