Animals Are Less Alone With Roaring Than

Will We Ever Reach A Point When It Is No Longer Necessary To Say Them And Us? I Believe We Must Reach That Point, Or Perish.

When I Say Work I Only Mean Writing. Everything Else Is Just Odd Jobs.

I Used To Think There Would Be A Blinding Flash Of Light Someday, And Then I Would Be Wise And Calm And Would Know How To Cope With Everything And My Kids Would Rise Up And Call Me Blessed. Now I See That Whatever I'm Like, I'm Pretty Well Stuck With It For Life. Hell Of A Revelation That Turned Out To Be.

Holidays Are Enticing Only For The First Week Or So. After That, It Is No Longer Such A Novelty To Rise Late And Have Little To Do.

In Some Families, Please Is Described As The Magic Word. In Our House, However, It Was Sorry.