From Salt-petre proceedeth the force and the report; for Sulphur and Small-coal mixed will not take fire with noise, or exilition […]

When a husband and wife keep their secrets apart, Not a word to my spounse about this or on that; When a trifle may banish the pledge of their heart, And he naggles—she naggles—both contradict flat; Though unequaled their love when its first blossoms blew, I wouldn't give much for their quiet—would you?

In response to the letter writer (June 14) who suggests I fuhgeddaboud signing copies of my book “Forever Blue” in Brooklyn:

It is their challenge, with the help of Tania, a roboid, to adapt the siblings to their new environment.