Morals Are Private. Decency Is

He Unzipped His Pants And His Brains Fell Out.

Sorrow Is How We Learn To Love. Your Heart Isn't Breaking. It Hurts Because It's Getting Larger. The Larger It Gets, The More Love It Holds.

While Cats Can Be Infuriating, Little Old Women In Fur Coats, They Make Me Laugh. Of Course, Dogs, Horses And My Highly Social Chickens Are Dear To Me, Too.

No One Remembers Her Beginnings. Mothers And Aunts Tell Us About Infancy And Early Childhood, Hoping We Won't Forget The Past When They Had Total Control Over Our Lives And Secretly Praying That Because Of It, We'll Include Them In Our Future.

Aunt Mimi Possessed A Horror Of Silence, Which She Battled With Endless Chat. The Typhoid Mary Of The Telephone Started Her Calls At 6:30 Each Morning.