Pity Drowns In Numbers.

My Love Grows Wide And Shallow In An Effort To Spread My Losses.

Retirement Requires The Invention Of A New Hedonism, Not A Return To The Hedonism Of Youth

Reversing A Proposition Rearranges Its Terms, But Still Keeps Out New Terms.

Mortality: Not Acquittal But A Series Of Postponements Is What We Hope For.

Sometimes I Dread Loneliness More Than Bores. Other Times, The Reverse.