You Can't Let Facts Get In The

The Best Way To Get Even With Anyone Is To Put Them In The Rearview Mirror On Your Way To Something Better.

Horror Was Rooted In Sympathy . . . In Understanding What It Would Be Like To Suffer The Worst.

Already, Though, She Understood The Difference Between Being A Child And Being An Adult. The Difference Is When Someone Says He Can Keep The Bad Things Away, A Child Believes Him.

Men, She Thought, Were One Of The World's Few Sure Comforts, Like A Fire On A Cold October Night, Like Cocoa, Like Broken-in-slippers. Their Clumsy Affections, Their Bristly Faces, And Their Willingness To Do What Needed To Be Done - Cook An Omelette, Change Lightbulbs, Make With Hugging - Sometimes Almost Made Being A Woman Fun.

Some Things You Didn't Give Away, No Matter How Much You Owed.