Women Make Us Poets, Children Make Us

We Always Keep God Waiting While We Admit More Importunate Suitors.

The Glance Embroiders In Joy, Knits In Pain, And Sews In Boredom. When Indifferent, The Eye Takes Stills, When Interested, Movies. Laughter Is Regional: A Smile Extends Over The Whole Face.

The Ring Always Believes That The Finger Lives For It.

Women Eat While They Are Talking; Men Talk While They Are Eating.

In Mixed Company Women Practise A Kind Of Visual Shorthand That They Later Decode In Detail In Other Women's Company.