Magic Lives In Curves, Not Angles.

I Would Like To Be A Figment Of My Own Imagination, But Belly And Bowels Will Not Permit.

Of Course I Want To Be Good, But That May Not Be To Your Advantage.

Children Enjoy Inflicting Pain Until Unhappiness Teaches Them Tenderness.

Lust And Greed Are More Gullible Than Innocence.

The Interest In Wisdom Is Fading. Soon There Will Not Be Enough Left To Support The Aphorism, Even Though It Tries To Amuse By Half-mocking The Wisdom It Propounds.