Most Bad Luck Is The Misfortune Of

Great Talkers Are Trying To Fill The Gap Between Themselves And Others, But Only Widen It.

Young Poets Bewail The Passing Of Love; Old Poets, The Passing Of Time. There Is Surprisingly Little Difference.

Eternity Eludes Us, Even As A Thought.

Radical Historians Now The Tell The Story Of Thanksgiving From The Point Of View Of The Turkey.

Laughter And Tears May Not Persuade, But They Cannot Be Refuted.