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One Of The Nice Things About Our Marriage, At Least To My Way Of Thinking, Is That My Wife And I No Longer Have To Argue Every Thing Through. We Each Know What The Other Will Say, And So The Saying Becomes An Unnecessary Formality. No Doubt Some Marriage Counselor Would Explain To Us That Our Problem Is A Failure To Communicate, But To My Way Of Thinking We've Worked Long And Hard To Achieve This Silence, Lily's And Mine, So Fraught With Mutual Understanding.

They Stayed, Many Of Them, Because Staying Was Easier And Less Scary Than Leaving.

Some Authors Have A Very Hard Time Understanding That In Order To Be Faithful To The Spirit Of The Book, It's Almost Always Impossible To Remain Faithful To The Text. You Have To Make Changes.

I Was The One Who Did Come Through That Door. You Were The One She Was Waiting For.

My God, He Couldn't Help Thinking, How Terrible It Is To Be That Age, To Have Emotions So Near The Surface That The Slightest Turbulence Causes Them To Boil Over. That, Very Simply, Was What Adulthood Must Be All About -- Acquiring The Skill To Bury Things More Deeply. Out Of Sight And, Whenever Possible, Out Of Mind.