I Can Write Anywhere. I Actually Wrote

There's Something To Be Said About A Slightly Plump Person—you Have Just Enough Of Too Much.

He Must Have Smiled At Me, Though I Don't Really Know, But I Don't Like To Think That I Would Love Someone Who Hadn't First Smiled At Me.

Habit Gives Endurance, And Fatigue Is The Best Night Cap.

Why Is A Picture Of Something Real Eventually More Exciting Than The Thing Itself?

I Can Write Anywhere. I Actually Wrote More Than I Ever Did When I Had Small Children. My Children Were Never A Hindrance.