You never know what you will learn till you start writing. Then you discover truths you never knew existed.
It will be a pity if women in the more conventional mould are to be phased out, for there will never be anyone to go home to.
And without understanding, could each properly love the other?
No blame should attach to telling the truth. But it does, it does.
Time misspent in youth is sometimes all the freedom one ever has.
In real life, it is the hare who wins. Every time. Look around you. And in any case it is my contention that Aesop was writing for the tortoise market. Hares have no time to read. They are too busy winning the game.