Like Some Dogs: Kick Them Once And

I've Put Men To Death-men With Supposedly Immortal Souls-that Looked Dumber Than That Mouse

The Most Important Things Are The Hardest To Say

I've Given Up Thinking - It Keeps Getting Me Into Trouble.

He Remembered Waking Up Once, Listening To The Wind, Thinking Of All The Dark And Rushing Cold Outside And All The Warmth Of This Bed, Filled With Their Peaceful Heat Under Two Quilts, And Wishing It Could Be Like This Forever.

Men! She Could Not Understand Why So Many Women Feared Them. Hadn't The Gods Made Them With The Most Vurnerable Part Of Their Guts Hanging Right Out Of Their Bodies, Like A Misplaced Bit Of Bowel? Kick Them There And They Curled Up Like Snails. Caress Them There And Their Brains Melted.