I Hate A Cramp, He Thought. It

At Night, Never Go To Bed Without Knowing What You'll Write Tomorrow.

Nobody Ever Lives Their Life All The Way Up Except Bullfighters.

A Good Life Is Not Measured By Any Biblical Span.

A Girl Came In The Cafe And Sat By Herself At A Table Near The Window. She Was Very Pretty With A Face Fresh As A Newly Minted Coin If They Minted Coins In Smooth Flesh With Rain-freshened Skin, And Her Hair Black As A Crow's Wing And Cut Sharply And Diagonally Across Her Cheek.

Everybody Is Friends When Things Are Bad Enough.