Laughing Together Is As Close As You

Fear Looks Both Ways But Still Refuses To Cross; Fear Looks Twice And Still Doesn't Leap. ... Fear Usually Arrives Late, Inevitably Leaves Early, And Ends Up Never Going Out Of Town At All. Fear Is The Phantom Hand On The Back Of The Neck And The Sound Of A Door Opening Downstairs When No One Is Coming Home. ... Fear Grows Poor Because It Watches Others Gain Wealth But Cannot Enter The Fray; Fear Grows Sick Because It Eats Away At Heath Even As It Fears Its Diminishment; Fear Grows Old Watching Others Live In Ways That Seem To Threaten-but In Reality Only Enhance-life.

I Am Constantly Surprised That The Simple Word 'feminism' Raises More Eyebrows And Initiates More Sad-faced Head-shaking Than Any Elaborate Stream Of Invective I Have Ever Leveled At Either The I.r.s. Or The D.m.v.

There Are Two Kinds Of People In The World: Those Who Like What They Like More Than They Don't Like What They Don't Like And, In Contrast, Those Who Don't Like What They Don't Like More Than They Like What They Like.

Laughing Together Is As Close As You Can Get To A Hug Without Touching.

While I Do Not Believe The Earth Loaned To Us By Our Ancestors Should Be Plagued By Chemical Horrors And Thereby Corrupted For Future Generations, Neither Do I Believe I Should Have To Face Anything That Has More Eyes Than I Have During Dinner. It Was My Rule When I Was Dating And, Heck, It's Still My Rule Now.