I Have An Editor In My Head,

There Are No Ambitions Noble Enough To Justify Breaking Someone's Heart.

Truly God Was Good, To Make Man So Blind.

My Books And Other Works Are My Legacy, And It's A Great Comfort To Know That Mine Is A Legacy Of Pleasure For Other People.

What Was Sleep? A Blessing, A Respite From Life, An Echo Of Death, A Demanding Nuisance?

My Husband Says It Is Very Good That I Have Very Tiny Feet, Because They're Easier To Get In My Mouth.