Prison Walls Are Meant Not Only To

In Childbirth, As In Other Human Endeavors, Fashions Start With The Rich, Are Then Adopted By The Aspirant Middle Class With An Assist From The Ever-watchful Media, And May Or May Not Eventually Filter Down To The Poor.

O Death, Where Is Thy Sting? O Grave, Where Is Thy Victory? Where, Indeed. Many A Badly Stung Survivor, Faced With The Aftermath Of Some Relative's Funeral, Has Ruefully Concluded That The Victory Has Been Won Hands Down By A Funeral Establishment - In Disastrously Unequal Battle.

Things On The Whole Are Much Faster In America; People Don't 'stand For Election', They 'run For Office.'

Objectivity? I've Always Had An Objective.

Knowing Few Children Of My Age With Whom To Compare Notes, I Envied The Children Of Literature To Whom Interesting Things Were Always Happening.