Doubt Is Long-winded. Certainty Is

The Horse Stares At Its Captor, Barely Remembering The Free Kicks Of Youth.

The Nature Of Language May Determine What Most People Say, But I Always Speak My Own Meaning.

Literature May Be False, But It Is Not Trivial.

Folly Always Knows The Answer.

Treat Unhappiness As A Defect And Fewer Would Embrace It.