Paradox Likes Contradictions With Exits.

Totem Poles And Wooden Masks No Longer Suggest Tribal Villages But Fashionable Drawing Rooms In New York And Paris.

Habit Keeps My Life Going, With Occasional Pushes From Desire.

Aphorisms Are Not True Or False, But Pointed Or Flat.

Both Faith And Cynicism Make Judgment Too Easy.

I Have A Special Grudge Against Those Who Have The Same Faults As I Do.