A Laughing Lear Would Be Monstrous. Not

I May Forget My Dignity, But You May Not.

In Psychoanalysis, Only The Fee Is Exactly What It Seems To Be.

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

Expensive Advertising Courts Us With Hints And Images. The Ordinary Kind Merely Says, Buy.

'be Faithful To Your Roots' Is The Liberal Version Of 'stay In Your Ghetto.'