The Imaginary Audience For My Life Is

I Would Like To Be A Figment Of My Own Imagination, But Belly And Bowels Will Not Permit.

Joy Goes As Deep As Sorrow, But Leaves Less Of Itself Behind.

Every Life Has A Love Story, Even Though The Beloved May Be Imaginary, Or A Cat.

The Family Is On Its Way Out; Couples Go Next; Then No More Keeping Cats Or Parrots.

Swindlers Are Notoriously Gullible.