Kids. They're not tin cans or sheetrock. They're laughing machines. Wind them up and watch them go.
The Legacy Letters: His Wife, His Children, His Final GiftSometimes I feel as if I'm only a doorman awaiting the arrival of her royal majesty.
The Legacy Letters: His Wife, His Children, His Final GiftI never loved anyone else and never desired to. She was my companion, my lover, and my teacher.
The Venetian's Wife: A Strangely Sensual Tale of a Renaissance Explorer, a Computer, and a Metamorphosis