Many Gloat Over Their Own Troubles.

I Read Less And Less. I Have Not Forgiven Books For Their Failure To Tell Me The Truth And Make Me Happy.

When Sages Commend Excess, Desire Is Sick.

History Goes Out Of Control Almost As Often As Nature Does.

Fortuna Smiles And Frowns According To A Timetable Surprising Even To Herself.

Nobody Knows The Trouble I've Seen: Even Less, The Trouble I've Successfully Avoided.