The Aphorist Is A Hit And Run

The Writer Is Always Courted By Invitations From The All-too- Familiar.

If I Had Found The Words I Was Looking For, I Would Not Have Read So Much.

I Gulp Down My Pleasures, Chew Over My Miseries.

Self-realization Is A Comedown From Salvation, But Still Gives Us Something To Hope For.

Sentimentality Is The Respect The Cold-hearted Pay To Feeling.