A Women Is Like A Tea Bag.it's

It Is The Business Of Little Minds To Shrink.

Corn Wind In The Fall, Come Off The Black Lands, Come Off The Whisper Of The Silk Hangers, The Lap Of The Flat Spear Leaves.

We Don't Have To Think Up A Title Till We Get The Doggone Book Written.

I Never Made A Mistake In Grammar But One In My Life And As Soon As I Done It I Seen It.

For We Know When A Nation Goes Down And Never Comes Back, When A Society Or A Civilization Perishes, One Condition May Always Be Found. They Forgot Where They Came From. They Lost Sight Of What Brought Them Along.