The Aftermath Of Joy Is Not Usually

Many Pains Are Imaginary, But All Joys Are Real.

Three People Marooned On A Desert Island Would Soon Reinvent Politics.

Sometimes I Discover I Have Changed My Mind Because I Have Forgotten What I Used To Think.

Retirement Requires The Invention Of A New Hedonism, Not A Return To The Hedonism Of Youth

Repetition Comforts Me For A Time, Then Closes In.