Shaw Writes As If It Were Always

Self-pity Dries Up Our Sympathy For Others.

Sign At The Orgy: Bodies Only.

Rule Of Religion: Purpose Breathes Even In Dirt And Stones.

Anybody Can Lead A Frivolous Life. A Frivolous Writer, However, Must Have Taste And Intelligence.

The Mind Scolds The Heart, Which Makes Excuses And Goes Its Own Way.