I Love Myself When I

I Do Not Weep At The World I Am Too Busy Sharpening My Oyster Knife.

The Present Was An Egg Laid By The Past That Had The Future Inside Its Shell.

The Spirit Of The Marriage Left The Bedroom And Took To Living In The Parlor.

I Feel Most Colored When I Am Thrown Against A Sharp White Background.

Nothing That God Ever Made Is The Same Thing To More Than One Person.