Politicians Love Change, But Of Details Only.

To Win Hearts, Smile Kindly On People's Weaknesses.

Adrenalin Dispels Boredom. Run, You Sufferers From Ennui! Run For Your Lives!

The Ravaged Face In The Mirror Hides The Enchanting Youth That Is The Real Me.

The Harp Is An Insipid Instrument--no Good For Dancing, Feasting, Or Marching, Only For Sitting Primly In A Parlor Or On A Cloud.

I Know God Exits, But I Don't Know Where.