Strict Rules Of Evidence Would

I Gulp Down My Pleasures, Chew Over My Miseries.

The Grandeur Of A Philosophy Does Not Certify Its Truth.

Guilt Agonizes Over Trifles, Ignores Habitual Wrongdoing.

Only Death Rescues Us From Dying.

Loving, Not The Beloved, Is The Joy Of Love. The Beloved, Knowing This, Most Resolutely Declines To Be Grateful.