Complainers Detest Each Other.

People Who Abhor Solitude May Abhor Company Almost As Much.

To Jane Austen, Every Fool Is A Treasure Trove.

After A Moment Of Shrinking Back, We Domesticate The Grotesque.

Literature May Be False, But It Is Not Trivial.

Vice Is A Dreary Business. And Virtue Is Not A Lot Of Fun, Either.