Happiness Is Often Hard-hearted.

Unlike Other Vices, Cruelty, Alas, Is Never Boring.

The Sage Belongs To The Same Obsolete Repertory As The Virtuous Maiden And The Enlightened Monarch.

Victorian Sorrow: The Stars Are Winking In The Sky, But Not For Us.

To Avoid Tripping On The Chain Of The Past, You Have To Pick It Up And Wind It About You.

The Aphorism Is A Slippery Plaything.