The Neurotic Circles Ceaselessly Above A Fogged-in

The Past Is Rich In Lessons From Which We Would Greatly Profit Except That The Present Is Always So Full Of Special Circumstances.

Men Prefer Brief Praise, Pitched High; Women Are Satisfied With Praise In A Lower Key, Just So It Goes On And On.

Hate Leaves Ugly Scars, Love Leaves Beautiful Ones.

Of All Second-class Citizens, Neurotics Are The Only Ones Who Are So By Choice.

We Can Never Understand Other People's Motives, Nor Their Furniture.