Shame can be self-indulgence too.
Anybody who's against birth control and abortion has to be a criminal idiot.
Even the stupidest cat seems to know more than any dog.
How smartly September comes in, like a racing gig, all style, no confusion.
It is like a party all the time; nobody has to worry about giving one or being invited; it is going on every day in the street and you can go down or be part of it from your window.
To be first-rate at anything you have to stake your all. Nobody's an artist 'on the side'.