One Can Be In Love With Several

Humanity, Like Armies In The Field, Advances At The Speed Of The Slowest.

She Let Him Finish, Scratching His Head With The Tips Of Her Fingers, And Without His Having Revealed That He Was Weeping From Love, She Recognized Immediately The Oldest Sobs In The History Of Man.

For They Had Lived Together Long Enough To Know That Love Was Always Love, Anytime And Anyplace, But It Was More Solid The Closer It Came To Death.

She Discovered With Great Delight That One Does Not Love One's Children Just Because They Are One's Children But Because Of The Friendship Formed While Raising Them.

The Woman Let Out An Expansive Laugh That Resounded Through The House Like A Spray Of Broken Glass.