Quick!! Act as if nothing has happened!

If I had a shiny gun I could have a world of fun Speeding bullets through the brains Of the folks that cause me pains :)

Yet, as only New Yorkers know, if you can get through the twilight, you'll live through the night.

Somewhere, there, is an analogy, in a small way, if you have the patience for it. But I guess it isn't a very good anecdote. I'm better at animal stories.

What writes worse than a Theodore Dreiser? ... Two Theodore Dreisers.

In the pathway of the sun, In the footsteps of the breeze, Where the world and sky are one, He shall ride the silver seas, He shall cut the glittering wave. I shall sit at home, and rock; Rise, to heed a neighbor's knock; Brew my tea, and snip my thread; Bleach the linen for my bed. They will call him brave.

[When asked what was the inspiration for most of her work:] Need of money, dear.