My Self-absorption Warms Me; Yours Boils Me.

God May Be A Human Creation, But He Goes His Way, Not Ours.

The Unhappy Are Prisoners Of A Single Round Of Thought.

Style Disdains Comfort And Is Always Ready To Sacrifice Virtue.

Treat Unhappiness As A Defect And Fewer Would Embrace It.

Expensive Advertising Courts Us With Hints And Images. The Ordinary Kind Merely Says, Buy.