That Is The One Unforgivable Sin In

I'll Think Of It Tomorrow, At Tara. I Can Stand It Then. Tomorrow, I'll Think Of Some Way To Get Him Back. After All, Tomorrow Is Another Day.

These Three Ladies Disliked And Distrusted One Another As Heartily As The First Triumvirate Of Rome, And Their Close Alliance Was Probably For The Same Reason.

She Could See So Clearly Now That He Was Only A Childish Fancy, No More Important Really Than Her Spoiled Desire For The Aquamarine Earbobs She Had Coaxed Out Of Gerald. For, Once She Owned The Earbobs, They Had Lost Their Value, As Everything Except Money Lost Its Value Once It Was Hers.

I'm Riding You With A Slack Rein, My Pet, But Don't Forget That I'm Riding With Curb And Spurs Just The Same.

There Ain't Nothin' From The Outside Can Lick Any Of Us.