The Sheen Of Ocean Gleams On The

Conformity Makes Everything Easier, If You Can Still Breathe.

The Grand Style Is Available Now Only In Old Poems, Museums, And Parodies.

By The Time I Have Clarified A Thought, I No Longer Want To Think It.

My Intentions Go One Way, My Desires Another. Thus I Feel Both Self-indulgent And Deprived.

A Quiet Well-behaved Boy Is Likely To Be Both Frightened And Ambitious.