Three Years Ago I Came To Florida

Alimony Is Like Buying Hay For A Dead Horse.

Well, Art Is Art, Isn't It? Still, On The Other Hand, Water Is Water.

This Book Was Written In Those Long Hours I Spent Waiting For My Wife To Get Dressed To Go Out. And If She Had Never Gotten Dressed At All This Book Would Never Have Been Written.

I Was Married By A Judge. I Should Have Asked For A Jury.

Afraid? Me? A Man Who's Licked His Weight In Wild Caterpillars?