The Big Cities Of America Are Becoming

Sometimes I Wonder About My Life. I Lead A Small Life - Well, Valuable, But Small - And Sometimes I Wonder, Do I Do It Because I Like It, Or Because I Haven't Been Brave? So Much Of What I See Reminds Me Of Something I Read In A Book, When Shouldn't It Be The Other Way Around? I Don't Really Want An Answer. I Just Want To Send This Cosmic Question Out Into The Void. So Good Night, Dear Void. - You've Got Mail

That's Another Thing About Being A Certain Age That I've Noticed: I Try As Much As Possible Not To Look In The Mirror.

The Divorce Has Lasted Way Longer Than The Marriage, But Finally It's Over. Enough About That. The Point Is That For A Long Time, The Fact That I Was Divorced Was The Most Important Thing About Me. And Now It's Not.

Every So Often I Would Look At My Women Friends Who Were Happily Married And Didn't Cook, And I Would Always Find Myself Wondering How They Did It. Would Anyone Love Me If I Couldn't Cook? I Always Thought Cooking Was Part Of The Package: Step Right Up, It's Rachel Samstat, She's Bright, She's Funny And She Can Cook!

No One Is More Romantic Than A Cynic. I Do Think That You Don't Become Cynical Or 'unsentimental' Unless There's A Core Of Romanticism Or Sentiment That's Had A Few Chips Nicked Into It.