How Are You Feeling?" "like Someone Massaged

It Was Books That Made Me Feel That Perhaps I Was Not Completely Alone. They Could Be Honest With Me, And I With Them.

I Kick Kittens. I Made Rude Gestures At Nuns.

Those Of Us Who Do Not Live Forever Do Not Like Change Perhaps As Much As Those Of You Who Do.

You Can’t Just Keep Grabbing At Me Every Time You See Me. It’s Not A Substitute For Actually Talking.

The Letter I Received Said You Had Need Of My Particular Talents, But I Must Confess That I Have So Many Talents That I Am Not Sure Which One You Require.