The Noble Style Immobilizes Its Subjects.

I Am Only Interested In Money Because Everyone Else Is.

When My Beloved Arrives, I Yawn. When My Beloved Departs, I Weep.

Like Other High Subjects, The Law Gives No Ground To Common Sense.

Living Alone Makes It Harder To Find Someone To Blame.

In New York, Pretending To Be Above The Struggle Means No Seat On The Bus And A Table Next To The Kitchen.