When My Beloved Arrives, I Yawn. When

Dancers Dance Through Their Pain I Shrink From Mine.

Not Even Self-love Can Always Be Counted On For Support.

Death Is Just Around The Corner. If Only It Would Stay There.

A Frog In Love Would Not Be Enchanted To Learn That Her Beloved Had Turned Into Prince Charming.

Photography Knows How To Authenticate Its Misrepresentations.