There Are Laws For Everything Except The

Sometimes I Wonder What The Difference Is Between Being Cautious And Being Dead.

There's Nothing Quite As Irksome As Someone Else's Mess.

He Might Be A Man Without Character, But She Was A Woman Without Courage. Of The Two, Which Was Worse?

Grief Rolled Across The Space Between Us Like A Wash Of Salt Water.

Age Plays Cruel Tricks On The Human Face; All Our Repressed Feelings Become Visible On The Surface, Where They Harden Like A Mask.