Tears Are Great Peace-makers.

Whether I Give To A Beggar Or Not, His Existence Puts Me In The Wrong.

Pain Narrows Consciousness; Pleasure Blurs It.

Duty Is Whatever Opposes Inclination.

Thinking About The Universe Has Now Been Handed Over To Specialists. The Rest Of Us Merely Read About It.

The Novel Avoids The Sublime And Seeks Out The Interesting.