A Woman Is A Creature Who Has

There Is An Invisible Garment Woven Around Us From Our Earliest Years; It Is Made Of The Way We Eat, The Way We Walk, The Way We Greet People.

Oh God, If You Want Women To Never Again Raise Their Voices, Then Create An Adult Man!

A Golf Course Is The Epitome Of All That Is Purely Transitory In The Universe, A Space Not To Dwell In, But To Get Over As Quickly As Possible.

Death Holds No Horrors. It Is Simply The Ultimate Horror Of Life.

Everyone, When There's War In The Air, Learns To Live In A New Element: Falsehood.