Snarls And Sobs Show That

I Am The Center Of The World, But The Control Panel Seems To Be Somewhere Else.

Beauty Compels Us; Reason Merely Cajoles.

I Am Often Attracted To People With Whom I Could Not Hold A Five Minute Conversation.

The Sewing Machine Joins What The Scissors Have Cut Asunder, Plus Whatever Else Comes In Its Path.

Mistrust Makes Life Difficult. Trust Makes It Risky.