Frivolous Sorrow Is Folly. Frivolous Enjoyment Is

When I Go Out, I Hope To Leave The Worst Of Myself At Home.

The Public Is A Hibernating Bear, Hard To Awaken And Fond Of Honey.

Old Age Learns About Less After A Lifetime Of More.

I Cling To Depression, Thinking It A Form Of Truth.

Laughter And Tears May Not Persuade, But They Cannot Be Refuted.