Maxioms by Dorothy Parker
Her mind lives tidily, apart From cold and noise and pain, And bolts the door against her heart, Out wailing read more
Her mind lives tidily, apart From cold and noise and pain, And bolts the door against her heart, Out wailing in the rain.
This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.
This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.
Every year, back comes Spring, with nasty little birds yapping their fool heads off and the ground all mucked up read more
Every year, back comes Spring, with nasty little birds yapping their fool heads off and the ground all mucked up with plants.
His voice was intimate as the rustle of sheets.
His voice was intimate as the rustle of sheets.
Men don't like nobility in woman. Not any men. I suppose it is because the men like to have the read more
Men don't like nobility in woman. Not any men. I suppose it is because the men like to have the copyrights on nobility -- if there is going to be anything like that in a relationship.
