How Easy Love Makes Fools Of Us.

She Is Laughing Up Her Sleeve At You.

My Heavens! I've Been Talking Prose For The Last Forty Years Without Knowing It.

Most People Die From The Remedy Rather Than From The Illness.

Writing Is Like Prostitution. First You Do It For Love, And Then For A Few Close Friends, And Then For Money.

At Least It's Better To Be Married Than To Be Dead.