But Why Diminish Your Soul Being Run-of-the-mill

Gods And Men Create One Another, Destroy One Another, Though By Different Means.

You Should Never Hesitate To Trade Your Cow For A Handful Of Magic Beans.

Magic Things Are Fond Of Deceptions.

Madame Lily Devalier Always Asked "where Are You?" In A Way That Insinuated That There Were Only Two Places On Earth One Could Be: New Orleans And Somewhere Ridiculous.

The Odor Of Frying Bacon, Sausage Links, And Ham Tiptoed On Little Pig Feet All The Way To The North End Of The Second Floor. Inevitably, The Odor Made Her Simultaneously Ravenous And Nauseated. She Hated The Sensation. It Reminded Her Of Pregnancy. Every Sunday Morning, Leigh-cheri Awoke To A Pan Of Fried Fear.