But She Knew That No Matter What

Burdens Are For Shoulders Strong Enough To Carry Them.

I've Always Had A Weakness For Lost Causes Once They're Really Lost.

Sometimes Frank Sighed, Thinking He Had Caught A Tropic Bird, All Flame And Jewel Color, When A Wren Would Have Served Him Just As Well. In Fact, Much Better.

In The End What Will Happen Will Be What Has Happened Whenever A Civilization Breaks Up. The People Who Have Brains And Courage Come Through And The Ones Who Haven't Are Winnowed Out.

Now He Saw That She Understood Entirely Too Well And He Felt The Usual Masculine Indignation At The Duplicity Of Women. Added To It Was The Usual Masculine Disillusionment In Discovering That A Woman Has A Brain.