Self-inflicted Misery Smirks Under Its Crown Of

Hope Likes Justification, But Can Do Without.

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

The Beginning, Middle, And End Are Parodied, Reversed, And Hidden By Modernism, But Not Abandoned.

Victimization Has Its Privileges, And I Want Some.

Let's Have Some Good, Old-fashioned Literature, With A Virgin And A Moral.