Flatter Me, But Delicately, Please, For I

Arrogance Rides Triumphantly Through The Gates, Barely Glancing At The Old Woman About To Cut The Rope And Spring Shut The Trap.

The Lover As Baby Is A Less Troubling Idea Than The Baby As Lover.

A Great Reader Seldom Recognizes His Solitude.

Perhaps Fortunately, No One Has Ever Found Out What It Would Be Like To Have All His Wishes Fulfilled.

Many Have Attempted Unnatural Acts, But Nature Has Always Shown The Way.