Love Itself Draws On A Woman Nearly

The Voice Is A Wild Thing. It Can't Be Bred In Captivity.

He Had Been To See Mrs. Erlich Just Before Starting Home For The Holidays, And Found Her Making German Christmas Cakes. She Took Him Into The Kitchen And Explained The Almost Holy Traditions That Governed This Complicated Cookery. Her Excitement And Seriousness As She Beat And Stirred Were Very Pretty, Claude Thought. She Told Off On Her Fingers The Many Ingredients, But He Believed There Were Things She Did Not Name: The Fragrance Of Old Friendships, The Glow Of Early Memories, Belief In Wonder-working Rhymes And Songs.

Hunger Is A Powerful Incentive To Introspection.

Oh, This Is The Joy Of The Rose; That It Blows, And Goes.

We All Like People Who Do Things, Even If We Only See Their Faces On Cigar-box Lids.