Porches Are America's Lost Rooms.

How Do You Think It Would Feel To Be Obliged To Ask For A Seat-belt Extender On An Airplane? For The Unfashionably Bulgy, Life Is A Series Of Small Humiliations.

There Are Places One Comes Home To That One Has Never Been To.

All Acts Performed In The World Begin In The Imagination.

Every Generation Reinvents The Wheel - And In The Process It Often Adds To Rather Than Subtracts From A Woman's Burdens.

We Are All Proprietary Toward Cities We Love. 'ah, You Should Have Seen Her When I Loved Her!' We Say, Reciting Glories Since Faded Or Defiled, Trusting Her To No One Else; That Others Should Know And Love Her In Her Present Fallen State (for She Must Fall Without Our Vigilant Love) Is A Species Of Betrayal.