I Like Shape Very Much. A Novel

The Last Time You Were Happy About Nothing; The First Time You Were Afraid About Nothing. Which Came First?

The Woman Had A Humble, Cringing Manner. Of Course, She Had Discovered That, Having Neither Money Nor Virtue, She Had Better Be Humble If She Knew What Was Good For Her.

I Sit At My Window And The Words Fly Past Me Like Birds — With God's Help I Catch Some.

Human Beings Are Struggling, And So They Are Egoists. But It's Wrong To Say That They Are Wholy Cruel - It's A Deformed View.

She Had Left Me Thirsty And All My Life Would Be Thirst And Longing For What I Had Lost Before I Found It.