Lying Just For The Fun

Age Must Give Way To Youth, No Doubt. But Not Yet, Not Yet.

My Reluctant Charity Shames Both Me And The Recipient.

I Am Never More Myself Than In My Self-betrayals.

In Middle Age, I Practiced Feeling Old, But The Real Thing Has Been A Rude Surprise.

Victorian Sorrow: The Stars Are Winking In The Sky, But Not For Us.