Neurotics Dream Of A Good Life, Or

Men Who Don't Like Girls With Brains Don't Like Girls.

People Are Like Birds: On The Wing, All Beautiful; Up Close, All Beady Little Eyes.

I Know Which Side My Bread Is Buttered On: The Side Which Falls On The Carpet.

Beauty Often Fades, But Seldom So Swiftly As The Joy It Gives Us.

There's Only One Person Who Needs A Glass Of Water Oftener Than A Small Child Tucked In For The Night, And That's A Writer Sitting Down To Write.