Young Girls Giggle With Nervous

When My Beloved Arrives, I Yawn. When My Beloved Departs, I Weep.

Our Troubles Keep Us Going.

A Sentimental Aphorism Is Even More A Surprise Than A Hard- Boiled Sonnet.

The Poor Live Slow And Hard; The Rich, Fast And Easy. The Rest Of Us Shuffle Along As We May.

Three People Marooned On A Desert Island Would Soon Reinvent Politics.