The Breath That Sharpens Life

A Good Meal Can Somewhat Repair / The Eatings Of Slight Love

The Difficult Part Of Love Is Being Selfish Enough.

One Of The Quainter Quirks Of Life Is That We Shall Never Know Who Dies On The Dame Day As We Do Ourselves.

I Have Wished You Something None Of The Others Would.

I Have Started To Say "a Quarter Of A Century" Or "thirty Years Back" About My Own Life.