Easy Reading Is Damn Hard Writing.

...and We Have So Far Improved Upon The Custom Of Adam And Eve, That We Generally Furnish Forth Our Feasts With A Portion Of Some Delicate Calf Or Lamb, Whose Unspotted Innocence Entitles Them To The Happiness Of Becoming Our Sustenance.

Moonlight Is Sculpture.

She Had Not Known The Weight Until She Felt The Freedom.

The Thing You Set Your Mind On Is The Thing You Ultimately Become.

What We Need For Our Happiness Is Often Close At Hand, If We Knew But How To Seek For It.