The Tune Was Sad, As The Best

Put All Your Eggs In One Basket... The Handle's Going To Break. Then All You've Got Is Scrambled Eggs.

He Wouldn't Mention, Now Or Then, The Illegal Nine-millimeter Automatic He Had In His Pocket. Why Distress The Woman You Loved With Minor Details?

Do You Know What Happens When You Always Look Before You Leap?" She Reached Out And Touched His Hand Before Hurrying Toward The Door. "you Hardly Ever Make The Jump.

I Loved The Process Of Writing.

There Were Too Many Idiot Men In The World, To Her Way Of Thinking. And Most Of Them Ended Up Bumping Up Against Stubborn Women.