Dancers Dance Through Their Pain I Shrink

Never Try To Leap From A Standstill.

The Hero Used To Be The One In White. Now He Is Harder To Spot.

Until I Am Ready To Lose Weight, I Cannot See How Fat I Am.

The Aphorism: A Platitude That Swerves, Or Slides All The Way Around.

Self-satisfaction And Self-pity Are Both Condemned. What Are People Permitted To Feel About Themselves?