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Women Are Never Landlocked: They're Always Mere Minutes Away From The Briny Deep Of Tears.

There's Only One Person Who Needs A Glass Of Water Oftener Than A Small Child Tucked In For The Night, And That's A Writer Sitting Down To Write.

It Upsets Women To Be, Or Not To Be, Stared At Hungrily.

As We Grow Older, Our Capacity For Enjoyment Shrinks, But Not Our Appetite For It.

The Neurotic Usually Obeys His Own Golden Rule: Hate Thy Neighbor As Thyself.