When your kids are their hungriest, put out raw vegetables and dip - simple. It takes two seconds.
Novelists go about the strenuous business of marrying and burying their people, or else they send them to sea, or to Africa, or at the least, out of town. Essayists in their stillness ponder love and death.
I won't do something unless I can get at least two or three good laughs out of it. If I can't, it's not gonna make the team.
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