My Mind Is Led Astray By Every

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

Deconstruction: Peering Suspiciously At The Text, I Wait For It To Make A Slip And Betray Itself.

Pain Pays No Attention To Moans Or Excuses.

Modernism: The Books Are As Hard To Understand As Life Itself.

The Laughter Of The Aphorism Is Sometimes Triumphant, But Seldom Carefree.