The Aftermath Of Joy Is Not Usually

When You Can't Figure Out What To Do, It's Time For A Nap.

To Make A Thought My Own, I Must Think It Often.

Deconstruction: Peering Suspiciously At The Text, I Wait For It To Make A Slip And Betray Itself.

Literary Tradition Is Full Of Lies About Poverty-the Jolly Beggar, The Poor But Happy Milkmaid, The Wholesome Diet Of Porridge, Etc.

Withhold Admiration From A Narcissist And Be Disliked. Give It And Be Treated With Indifference.