Maxioms by Dorothy Parker
His voice was intimate as the rustle of sheets.
His voice was intimate as the rustle of sheets.
I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do read more
I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do Things. I don't do any thing. Not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don't even do that any more.
Sorrow is tranquillity remembered in emotion.
Sorrow is tranquillity remembered in emotion.
