To Postpone Unpleasantness Is Human;

Habit Keeps My Life Going, With Occasional Pushes From Desire.

The Soul Is No Longer Honored As It Once Was, But It Still Keeps Appetite From Being The Measure Of All Things.

My Nostalgia Is For The Impossible.

Since Events Are Not Metaphors, The Literal-minded Have A Certain Advantage In Dealing With Them.

As Equality Increases, So Does The Number Of People Struggling For Predominance.