Tolerance Is A Placid Contempt.

We Often Mistake The Original Part Of Ourselves For A Weakness.

I Seldom Remember My Father, But I Sneeze And Rub My Nose The Way He Did. I Also Love My Son With Grief And Anger, As He Did.

If We Think About The Obvious Long Enough, It Dissolves.

Sleaze Is A Point By Point Refutation Of Elegance.

Of Course I Want To Be Good, But That May Not Be To Your Advantage.