If The Cards Are Stacked Against You,

To Enjoy Enduring Success We Should Travel A Little In Advance Of The World.

A Man With A Credit Card Is In Hock To His Own Image Of Himself.

We Were About To Give Up And Call It A Night When Somebody Threw The Girl Off The Bridge.

This Was Not Some Pretty Little Girl, Coyly Flirtatious, Delicately Stimulated. This Was The Mature Female Of The Species, Vivid, Handsome And Strong Demanding That All The Life Within Her Be Matched. Her Instinct Would Detect Any Hedging, Any Dishonesty, Any Less Than Complete Response To Her - And Then She Would Be Gone For Good.

A Nonreader Is Somebody Standing There In A Blindfold.