As I Review My Life, I Feel

Silence Is The Most Intolerable Of Answers.

If You Do Not Throw In A Few Promises Of Better Things To Come, Gloomy One, I Am Going To Take You Back To The Library.

If Modesty Disappeared, So Would Exhibitionism.

Hatred Of The Mother Is Familiar, But The Mother's Hatred Still Comes As A Surprise.

I Reject All Evidence That My Fabulous Beloved Is An Ordinary Person Who Worries, Watches Tv, And Has Bouts Of Indigestion.