The Trouble With Unknown Enemies Is That

His Masculinity Was Only Too Apparent

I Do, However, Think It Would Be Difficult To Write Books I Don't Like To Read.

..he Continues To Cling To The Forlorn Hope That I Will Turn Into One Of Those Swooning Females...and Fling Myself Squeeling At Him Whenever Anything Happens. Like All Men, He Clings To His Illusions.

The Approval Of A Cat Cannot But Flatter The Recipient.

Money Was The Manure Of Politics.