Nature Can Seem Cruel, But She Balances

There Is A Peculiar Burning Odor In The Room, Like Explosives. The Kitchen Fills With Smoke And The Hot, Sweet, Ashy Smell Of Scorched Cookies. The War Has Begun.

Even When We Say Nothing Our Clothes Are Talking Noisily To Everyone Who Sees Us, Telling Them Who We Are, Where We Come From, What We Like To Do In Bed And A Dozen Other Intimate Things.

Most Of The Great Works Of Juvenile Literature Are Subversive In One Way Or Another: They Express Ideas And Emotions Not Generally Approved Of Or Even Recognized At The Time; They Make Fun Of Honored Figures And Piously Held Beliefs; And They View Social Pretenses With Clear-eyed Directness, Remarking - As In Andersen's Famous Tale - That The Emperor Has No Clothes.

The Fashion Pages Of Magazines Such As Cosmopolitan Now Seem To Specialize In Telling The Career Girl What To Wear To Charm The Particular Wrong Type Of Man Who Reads Playboy, While The Editorial Pages Tell Her How To Cope With The Resulting Psychic Damage.

We All Want To Be Guilty, Because Guilt Is Power.