After The Chills And Fever Of Love,

If Your Husband Expects You To Laugh, Do So; If He Expects You To Cry, Don't; If You Don't Know What He Expects, What Are You Doing Married?

Tragedy Isn't Getting Something, Or Failing To Get It; It's Losing Something You Already Have.

In Retrospect, Our Triumphs Could As Easily Have Happened To Someone Else; But Our Defeats Are Uniquely Our Own.

We Wake In The Night, To Stereophonic Silence.

The Past Is Strapped To Our Backs. We Do Not Have To See It; We Can Always Feel It.