The Unhappiness Of A Wife With A

In Every Living Thing There Is The Desire For Love.

Life Is Ours To Be Spent, Not To Be Saved.

No Form Of Love Is Wrong, So Long As It Is Love, And You Yourself Honour What You Are Doing. Love Has An Extraordinary Variety Of Forms! And That Is All That There Is In Life, It Seems To Me.

And That Is ... How They Are. So Terribly Physically All Over One Another. They Pour Themselves One Over The Other Like So Much Melted Butter Over Parsnips. They Catch Each Other Under The Chin, With A Tender Caress Of The Hand, And They Smile With Sunny Melting Tenderness Into Each Other's Face.

Mankind Has Got To Get Back To The Rhythm Of The Cosmos.