I Suspect Victims; They Win

There Is No End To The Violations Committed By Children On Children, Quietly Talking Alone.

If A Theme Or Idea Is Too Near The Surface, The Novel Becomes Simply A Tract Illustrating An Idea.

There's Something So Showy About Desperation, It Takes Hard Wits To See It's A Grandiose Form Of Funk.

But Surely Love Wouldn't Get So Much Talked About If There Were Not Something In It?

It Is Not Our Exalted Feelings, It Is Our Sentiments That Build The Necessary Home.