No One Could Be The Way I

Lovers Never Want To Say "i Love You" At The Same Moment. Hence All The Love Stories.

The Harp Is An Insipid Instrument--no Good For Dancing, Feasting, Or Marching, Only For Sitting Primly In A Parlor Or On A Cloud.

Commitments, Not Feelings, Hold Life Together.

When You Feel Protective Toward Your Parents, You Have Become An Adult.

Seeing My Malevolent Face In The Mirror, My Benevolent Soul Shrinks Back.