Dostoevsky Is Such A Bad Writer It

Dogs Are Dim Creatures, Do Not Speak To Me Of Their Good Sense--have You Ever Heard Of A Team Of Tomcats Hauling A Sled Across The Frozen Wastes?

Perhaps All Of Life Is No More Than A Long Preparation For The Leaving Of It.

Everything We Do Is Tinged With The Knowledge That This May Be The Last Time That We Will Do This, And That Makes What We're Doing Incredibly Sweet.

No Two Things The Same, The Equals Sign A Scandal.

A Man Is Not Much If He Can't Depend On Himself, And Nothing If Others Can't Depend On Him.