Wealth, if not a mere flash in the pan, compels the wealthy to become wealthier.

She was heavier than he expected - women always are.

Slowly, with a look of intense concentration, he got up and advanced on me ... put out a front paw, and stroked my cheek as I used to stoke his chops. A human caress from a cat. I felt very meagre and ill-educated that I could not purr.

Wealth, if not a mere flash in the pan, compels the wealthy to become wealthier.

Total grief is like a minefield. No knowing when one will touch the tripwire.

Is it the realization that people recently psychoanalyzed tend to be dreadful bores which makes the U.S.A. army reject them for the draft?

Happiness is an immunity.