It's No Fun To Be A Bluestocking

Best Of All She Liked His Eyes, Such A Translucent Golden Brown, And So Laughing.

If You Love People, They Kill You. If You Need People, They Kill You. They Do I Tell You!

Yet There's Something Ominous About Turning Sixty-five. Suddenly Old Age Is Not A Phenomenon Which Will Occur; It Has Occurred.

And Gradually His Memory Slipped A Little, As Memories Do, Even Those With So Much Love Attached To Them; As If There Is An Unconscious Healing Process Within The Mind Which Mends Up In Spite Of Our Desperate Determination Never To Forget.

..the Best Is Only Bought At The Cost Of Great Pain...or So Says The Legend