Everything We Are Is At Every Moment

But We Are Mostly What We Are, And The Turtle Stretching Toward Delicious Buds On High Does Not Lighten His Carapace By His Resolve.

...an Everlasting Funeral Marches Round Your Heart.

I Came Out Of A Culture In Which My Uncle, My Father - They Were All Salesmen Of One Kind Or Another. My Father Was A Manufacturer. He Also, In Effect, Had To Sell That Stuff. And If He Didn't Literally Do It, His Men Did. So, Selling Was In The Air Through My Boyhood. The Whole Idea Of Successfully Selling Was Very Important.

What Work You Do! It's Strange Work For A Christian Girl To Hang Old Women!

Man Must Shape His Tools Lest They Shape Him.