Funerals Prove That Someone Is Really Gone.

The Limits Of Prudence: One Cannot Jump Out Of A Burning Building Gradually.

I Tried Good Taste, But The Strain Was Too Much For Me.

Symbolism Erects A Facade Of Respectability To Hide The Indecency Of Dreams.

When Love Ends, The Beloved Is No Longer Standing On A Pedestal, But In A Hole.

Arrogance Frowns; Pride Smiles.