I'm Scarcely An Enfant!

I've Tried To Believe, But I Don't, I Can't, And There's No Use Pretending.

Gasping For Breath, The Body Still Battling For Life.

Let's Take Everything Just As It Is.

When God Hands You A Gift, He Also Hands You A Whip; And The Whip Is Intended For Self-flagellation Solely.

The Instant She Saw The Letter She Squinted Her Eyes And Bent Her Lips In A Tough Tiny Smile That Advanced Her Age Immeasurably. "darling," She Instructed Me, "would You Reach In The Drawer There And Give Me My Purse. A Girl Doesn't Read This Sort Of Thing Without Her Lipstick.