And As We Should All Know By

But As I Have Noticed On More Than One Occaision, Life Itself Is Unfair, And There Is No Complaint Department, So We Might As Well Accept Things The Way They Happen, Clean Up The Mess, And Move On.

Life's Only Obligation, Afterall, Was To Be Interesting.

It Was Clear To Me That It Wouldn't Matter What I Did - They Would Never Truly Appreciate Me Or Learn What I Had To Offer. They Were Far Beyond Fickle - They Were Insensible, Like Kittens,predatory Little Things, Distracted By The First Bit Of String Or Shiny Bauble That Rolled Across The Floor, And Nothing I Could Ever Say Or Do Could Possibly Make Any Kind Of Dent In Their Willful Ignorance.

Getting Yelled At By A Furious Woman Should Be Treated As A Semiformal Occasion.

Money To Me Had Always Been Merely Something The Sheep Used To Show Each Other How Wonderful They Were.