Outside Books, We Avoid Colorful Characters.

The Intimacy Of Love Absolves Us Of Our Guilty Separateness.

I'm Being Treated Like A Sex Object, Cried The Lady. No Matter. I Will Take Care Of It, Said Time Soothingly.

In The Game Of Love, The Losers Are More Celebrated Than The Winners.

Art Can Make Chaos Seductive.

Every Literary Critic Believes He Will Outwit History And Have The Last Word.