All The Powers Of Imagination Combine In

Pleasure Usually Comes When Called, But Not Happiness.

Between Repetition And Forgetting, It Is A Marvel That A New Thought Ever Struggles Into Existence.

Hope And Despair Ignore One Another's Cries.

If I Could Do My Life Over, I Would Try To Cleanse At Least My Pleasures Of Self-pity.

The Extravagance Of Intellect Outstrips The Extravagance Of Desire.