Man Pines To Live But Cannot Endure

We Are Ruled By Chance But Never Have Enough Patience To Accept Its Despotism.

We Are A Most Solitary People, And We Live, Repelled By One Another, In The Gray, Outcast Cities Of Cain.

Nothing In Our Times Has Become So Unattractive As Virtue.

The Bad Poet Is A Toady Mimicking Nature.

Utility Is Our National Shibboleth: The Savior Of The American Businessman Is Fact And His Uterine Half-brother, Statistics.