Men Marry What They Need. I Marry

The Thing About Cats, As You May Find, Is That No One Knows What They Have In Mind.

I'm Smiled Out, Talked Out, Quipped Out, Socialized So Far From Any Being, I Need The Weight Of Mortal Silences To Get Realized Back Into Myself.

Spontaneous Is What You Get After The Seventeenth Draft.

Honesty: The Ability To Resist Small Temptations.

The Public Library Is The Most Dangerous Place In Town