Like Water, We Are Truest To Our

We Must Select The Illusion Which Appeals To Our Temperament, And Embrace It With Passion, If We Want To Be Happy.

Fallen Leaves Lying On The Grass In The November Sun Bring More Happiness Than The Daffodils.

Imprisoned In Every Fat Man A Thin One Is Wildly Signalling To Be Let Out.

A Woman's Desire For Revenge Outlasts All Her Other Emotions.

It Is A Consolation Of Human Life That The Sick Forget What It Is Like To Feel Well, Or The Miserable To Be Happy.