The Rich Feel Full Of Merit.

Hope, And Hopelessness, Persist Despite The Facts.

Opportunity Often Goes Begging. Luck, Never.

Experience Is A Great Spoiler Of Pleasures.

My Intentions Go One Way, My Desires Another. Thus I Feel Both Self-indulgent And Deprived.

A Suburb Is An Attempt To Get Out Of Reach Of The City Without Having The City Be Out Of Reach.