Life Marks Us All Down, So It's

The Excesses Of Love Soon Pass, But Its Insufficiencies Torment Us Forever.

The Neurotic Would Like To Trust His Analyst - If Only Because He's Paying Him So Much Money. But He Can't - Because If The Analyst Really Cared, He'd Be Doing It For Nothing.

At Night, Neurotics May Toil Not, But Oh How They Spin!

Neurotics Have Plenty Of Non-neurotic Friends, But Not For Long.

In Life, As In Restaurants, We Swallow A Lot Of Indigestible Stuff Just Because It Comes With The Dinner.