A Bottle Of Wine Begs To Be

To Read In Bed Is To Draw Around Us Invisible, Noiseless Curtains. Then At Last We Are In A Room Of Our Own And Are Ready To Burrow Back, Back To That Private Life Of The Imagination We All Led As A Child And To Whose Secret Satisfactions So Many Of Us Have Mislaid The Key.

My Son Is 7 Years Old. I Am 54. It Has Taken Me A Great Many Years To Reach That Age. I Am More Respected In The Community, I Am Stronger, I Am More Intelligent And I Think I Am Better Than He Is. I Don't Want To Be A Pal, I Want To Be A Father.

One Measure Of Friendship Consists Not In The Number Of Things Friends Can Discuss, But In The Number Of Things They Need No Longer Mention.

The Adjective Is The Banana Peel Of The Parts Of Speech.

A Bottle Of Wine Begs To Be Shared; I Have Never Met A Miserly Wine Lover.