Getting An Idea For A Book Is

..he Continues To Cling To The Forlorn Hope That I Will Turn Into One Of Those Swooning Females...and Fling Myself Squeeling At Him Whenever Anything Happens. Like All Men, He Clings To His Illusions.

But The Dust! And The Clutter! My Housewifely And Scholarly Instincts Were Equally Offended.

It Was Hate At First Sight, Clean, Pure And Strong As Grain Alcohol.

Reputations Are Shaped Not By Facts But By Prejudices.

Ramses Had Always Been Fond Of Helen, In His Peculiar Fashion, But If He Had Looked At Me As He Was Looking At Her, I Would Have Sent For A Constable.