Losing Gracefully Is Commended But Never Chosen.

Even The Most Fickle Are Faithful To A Few Bad Habits.

Explanations Comfort Us By Giving The Impression That There Is An Order In Things.

Like A Frog, The Aphorist Waits For Something To Fly By That He Can Catch With His Tongue.

Loneliness Is More Likely To Lead To Fussy Housekeeping Than To Grand Views Of The Universe.

The Modest Youth Somehow Knows Just What To Do For The Cameras.