My Young Friend Supposes His Ingenuousness Is

I Want To Appear Ordinary, But I Have It Understood That I Am Not.

Death Is Always There, Just Beneath The Surface.

My Strengths Make Me Contemptuous. My Weaknesses Make Me Charitable.

Title Deeds Generally Outlast Poems.

After Ages Of Bombast, The Rhetoric Of Virtue Has Become Ironic And Shy.