All my skinfolk ain't kinfolk.
Love, I find, is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.
My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.
You'se something tuh make uh man forgit to git old and forgit tuh die.
I belong to no race nor time. I am the eternal feminine with its string of beads.
The game of keeping what one has is never so exciting as the game of getting.