The Only People Who Never Fail Are

Love At A Distance May Be Poignant; It Is Also Idealized. Contact, More Than Separation, Is The Test Of Attachment.

Art, We Are Told, Is A Criterion Of One's Taste. How Humiliating, Should Our Taste Turn Out To Be Bad. Rather As Though We Were Caught Stark Naked With A Poor Figure.

I've Got A Heart Like A College Prom. Each One I Dance With Seems The Best Of All.

The Very Fact That We Make Such A To-do Over Golden Weddings Indicates Our Amazement At Human Endurance. The Celebration Is More In The Nature Of A Reward For Stamina.

When He Said We Were Trying To Make A Fool Of Him, I Could Only Murmur That The Creator Had Beat Us To It.