Suicidal Glory Is The Luxury

From Fried Witchetty Grubs To Gold-plated Turnips, When You're A Writer You Never Know What's Going To Appear On Your Plate Next. It Keeps A Woman Alert, It Does.

A True Vor, Miles Told Himself Severely, Does Not Bury His Face In His Liegewoman's Breasts And Cry--even If He Is At A Convenient Height For It.

If You Can't Be Seven Feet Tall, Be Seven Feet Smart.

For A While, I Thought I Was Going Mad. At Last, I Became Reconciled To My Despair. The Medications Helped, Too, I Thought, Sir.

Some Men Just Aren't Cut Out For Paternity. Better They Should Realize It Before And Not After They Become Responsible For A Son.