There's Something About Marriage That Is Not

Nuts Don’t Come In Bunches. Only Grapes Do.

As An Individual With My Own Hurts, I Go Into The Garden (gethsemane) As Often As I Need To. There I Identify With The Pain In The Other, With My Part In That Pain, My Part In Tempting Someone To Wound Me. I Experience The Other's Pain, And God's Pain, And Am Devastated - Because Their Pain Becomes My Own. Feeling Such Anguish, I Can Forgive, Or Deeply Repent, Either For Myself Or On Behalf Of The Other.

Women Had Been On The Verge Of Taking Over The World-the Western World, Anyway. Then Some Sexist Pig In Silicon Valley Invented The Cell Phone And Women Took A Sidetrack On Which All Four Billion Of Them Would Soon Be Happily Talking To Each Other Twenty-four Hours A Day, Getting Nothing Else Done, And Men Would Be Back.

They Don't Have A Lot Of Crime In The Countryside Other Than Theft. But Every Once In A While, Things Turn Ugly, And When They Turn Ugly, They Turn Very Ugly.

Most People Like A Little Sex In Their Novels.