Fear Regulates. Appetite Impels.

Attachments And Bereavements Are Inseparable.

No One Could Be The Way I Remember My Father.

I Am Forbidden Sugar, Fat, And Alcohol. So Hooray, I Guess, For Oatmeal, Lemon Juice, And Chicken Soup.

Blonds Look Angelic, But Can (oh, Happy!) Be Fleshy As Well.

We Sometimes Find Truth, But More Often It Finds Us.