To The Table Or To Bed, You

Gertrudis Got On Her Horse And Rode Away. She Wasn't Riding Alone--she Carried Her Childhood Beside Her, In The Cream Fritters She Had Enclosed In A Jar In Her Saddlebag

[...] Each Of Us Is Born With A Box Of Matches Inside Us But We Can't Strike Them All By Ourselves

When You're Told There's No Way You Can Marry The Woman You Love And Your Only Hope Of Being Near Her Is To Marry Her Sister, Wouldn't You Do The Same?

You Must Take Care To Light The Matches One At A Time. If A Powerful Emotion Should Ignite Them All At Once, They Would Produce A Splendor So Dazzling That It Would Illuminate Far Beyond What We Can Normally See; And Then A Brilliant Tunnel Would Appear Before Our Eyes, Revealing The Path We Forgot The Moment We Were Born, And Summoning Us To Regain The Divine Origins We Had Lost. The Soul Ever Longs To Return To The Place From Which It Came, Leaving The Body Lifeless.

The Trouble With Crying Over An Onion Is That Once The Chopping Gets You Started And The Tears Begin To Well Up, The Next Thing You Know You Just Can’t Stop!