Women's Weapon, Water-drops.

No Friendship Is An Accident.

She Had Become So Thoroughly Annealed Into His Life That She Was Like The Air He Breathed--necessary But Scarcely Noticed.

Turn Up The Lights. I Don't Want To Go Home In The Dark.

By Nature And Doctrines I Am Addicted To The Habit Of Discovering Choice Places Wherein To Feed.

Inject A Few Raisins Of Conversation Into The Tasteless Dough Of Existence.