Women like poetry. A soft word in their ears and they melt - a grease spot on the grass. — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
Now that I think about it, maybe he is a werewolf. I can picture him lunging over the moors in hot pursuit of his… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
Miss X has always been a ditherer -- she was a ten month baby and has not improved in any material way since then. — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
I don't want to be married just to be married. I can't think of anything lonelier than spending the rest of my life with… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
“This profusion of questions, exclamations, and tales is the new version of the Society. Its members are spread all over the world, but they… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
“I kept trying to explain and he kept shouting until I began to cry from frustration. Then he felt remorseful, which was so unlike… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
“A sunny nature? A light heart? I have never been so insulted. Light-hearted is a short step from witless in my book. A cackling… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
“I can’t think of anything lonelier than spending the rest of my life with someone I can’t talk to, or worse, someone I can’t… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
People don't know how chickens can turn on you, but they can -- just like mad dogs. — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
Treat a dog right and he'll treat you right - he'll keep you company, be your friend, never ask you no questions. Cats is… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
“Thousands of those men and boys died here, and I have recently learned that their inhuman treatment was the intended policy of Himmler. He… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
What on earth did you say to Isola? She stopped in on her way to pick up Pride and Prejudice and to berate me… — Mary Ann Shaffer Copy Share Image
