Journalism Never Admits That Nothing

Nothing Easier Than To Confuse Busyness With Goodness.

Early Every Morning An Old Woman Goes To The Market To Curse A Grocery Clerk, Who Curses Back.

Boredom Turns To Panic If My Beloved Leaves Before The Usual Time.

My Secrets Are Petty But Humiliating.

Every Literary Critic Believes He Will Outwit History And Have The Last Word.