Women Make Us Poets, Children Make Us

The Mind Gets Distracted In All Sorts Of Ways. The Heart Is Its Own Exclusive Concern And Diversion.

We Always Keep God Waiting While We Admit More Importunate Suitors.

The Glance Embroiders In Joy, Knits In Pain, And Sews In Boredom. When Indifferent, The Eye Takes Stills, When Interested, Movies. Laughter Is Regional: A Smile Extends Over The Whole Face.

Women Make Us Poets, Children Make Us Philosophers.

Monkeys Are Superior To Men In This: When A Monkey Looks Into A Mirror, He Sees A Monkey.