I Have Found My Voice Again And

There Are Days When Solitude, For Someone My Age, Is A Heady Wine That Intoxicates You With Freedom, Others When It Is A Bitter Tonic, And Still Others When It Is A Poison That Makes You Beat Your Head Against The Wall.

Don't Cudgel Your Brains Over My Little Problems.

Be Happy. It's One Way Of Being Wise.

There Are No Ordinary Cats.

The Faults Of Husbands Are Often Caused By The Excess Virtues Of Their Wives.