Self-analysis Always Cheats.

As A Youth, I Sought Out Decadence; As An Elder, I Try To Avoid Decay.

The Aphorism Is A Slippery Plaything.

The Neuroses Parody The Virtues.

Self-absorption Intensifies Isolation, But Permits It To Go Unnoticed.

Self-blame Usually Has An Undertone Of Self-congratulation.