What Kind Of A Maniac Needed Over

A Woman Who Can Threaten Your Life Before Breakfast Is The Only Sort Of Woman Worth Having.

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.

Planting A Flower's Like Opening A Book, Because Either Way You're Starting Something. And Your Garden's Your Library.

Earrings Are Like Orgasms. You Can Never Have Too Many." " I Never Thought About It Quite That Way." Well, You're A Man. " She Gave His Knee A Friendly Pat.

Mary Stewart Will Always Be My Goddess. I Can Pick Up One Of Her Early Books - One I've Read A Dozen Times - And Still Slide Right Into The Story.