This Midwestern Sky Is The

I Couldn't Stand It. I Still Can't Stand It. I Can't Stand The Way Things Are. I Cannot Tolerate This Age.

Since Grief Only Aggravates Your Loss, Grieve Not For What Is Past.

Boredom Is The Self Being Stuffed With Itself.

Have You Noticed That Only In Time Of Illness Or Disaster Or Death Are People Real?

Ooooh," Kate Groans, Kate Herself Now. "i'm So Afraid." "i Know." "what Am I Going To Do?" "you Mean Right Now?" "yes." "we'll Go To My Car. Then We'll Drive Down To The French Market And Get Some Coffee. Then We'll Go Home." "is Everything Going To Be All Right?" "yes." "tell Me. Say It." "everything Is Going To Be All Right.