More Than Mother And Son, They Were

It Was The Time When They Loved Each Other Best, Without Hurry Or Excess, When Both Were Most Conscious Of And Grateful For Their Incredible Victories Over Adversity.

If Men Gave Birth, They'd Be Less Inconsiderate.

It Is Impossible To Explain. But What I Like Most Is To Eat.

It Was, At Last, Real Life, With My Heart Safe And Condemned To Die Of Happy Love In The Joyful Agony Of Any Day After My Hundredth Birthday.

I Would Give Wings To Children, But I Would Leave It To Them To Learn How To Fly By Themselves.