No Matter How Poor My Eyes Are

The Miracle Of Light Pours Over The Green And Brown Expanse Of Saw Grass And Of Water, Shining And Slowly Moving, The Grass And Water That Is The Meaning And The Central Fact Of The Everglades. It Is A River Of Grass.

It's A Little Bit Late In The Day For Men To Object That Women Are Getting Outside Their Proper Sphere.

There Is Nothing Inherently Wrong With A Brain In Your Nineties. If You Keep It Fed And Interested, You'll Find It Lasts You Very Well.

All We Need, Really, Is A Change From A Near Frigid To A Tropical Attitude Of Mind.

It Is A Woman's Business To Be Interested In The Environment. It's An Extended Form Of Housekeeping.