Life Was Life. It Happened.

He Who Ascends To Mountaintops, Shall Find The Loftiest Peaks Most Wrapt In Clouds And Snow; He Who Surpasses Or Subdues Mankind Must Look Down On The Hate Of Those Below

At The Age Of Fifty-six Eleanor Stoddard Was Still A Beautiful Woman. She Owned Three Hotels In France And Another Two In England. From Nothing At All, She Had Built An Empire. Eleanor Had It All. Her One Weakness Was The Young Man Sleeping Beside Her.

Elizabeth Lay Face-down On The Massage Table, And Allowed Marco To Relieve The Stress Of The Business Day With Firm And Knowing Fingers. Success, She Decided, Was Often A Matter Of Knowing When To Relax.

Love Is A Handful Of Seeds, Marriage The Garden, And Like Your Gardens, Paula, Marriage Requires Total Commitment, Hard Work, And A Great Deal Of Love And Care. Be Ruthless With The Weeds. Pull Them Out Before They Take Hold. Bring The Same Dedication To Your Marriage That You Do To Your Gardens And Everything Will Be All Right. Remember That A Marriage Has To Be Constantly Replenished Too, If You Want It To Flourish.

I Work Eight Hours A Day, But I'm Not Writing All That Time. I'm Thinking, Editing, Looking Something Up. Thinking Is What I Do A Lot Of.