In Youth We Are Plagued

Says The Rude Child: "no, I Won't Do It." Says The Courteous Grown-up: "yes, I Won't Do It.

If You Must Reread Old Love Letters, Better Pick A Room Without Mirrors.

No One Can Understand Love Who Has Not Experienced Infatuation. And No One Can Understand Infatuation, No Matter How Many Times He Has Experienced It.

We Work For Praise, And Dawdle Once We Have It.

Neurotics Think Of The Past With Resentment, And The Future With Dread; The Present Just Doesn't Exist.