Why Are You Always Smiling? What Do

Even A Good Place Gets To Be A Rut, Especially If You're Standing In It Alone... Alone And Lonely Have The Same Root.

Why Is It You Think You'll Live Forever And Why Do You Want To, I'd Like To Know, When You Deny Yourselves So Many Of The Basic Pleasures In Life?

It's About Us. It's About Trust.

If You Tell Me I'm Sensible In Addition To Normal And Wise, I'm Going To Punch You In The Stomach.

Love Wasn't The Soft, Silky Words The Poets Spoke Of. Love,with It's Twin Edges, Was The One Factor That Weakened So Many Women, That Pushed Them To Compromised Their Own Wants, Their Own Needs For The Needs And Wants Of Another.