In the past I used to counter any such notions by asking myself: 'Would you really want President Hattersley?' I now find that possibility rather cheers me up. With his chubby Dickensian features and his knowledge of T.H. Green and other harmless leftish political classics Hattersley might not be such a bad thing after all.
Behold the child by Nature's kindly law pleased with a rattle tickled with a straw.
Obviously the anti-ERA people are tickled about my ordeal because it proves that the ERA breaks up families. When they point out that feminism is a dangerous thing I just say marriage is pretty precarious too.
I love myself. Anything that has my name I'm tickled to death.
It's necessary to start most work alone. But I'm tickled to death when I can pull somebody in or join someone whether it's borrowing poetry or traveling with an associate.