Children Would Die Of Terror If They

Since We Hate The Same People, We Should Be Friends.

When Science Drove The Gods Out Of Nature, They Took Refuge In Poetry And The Porticos Of Civic Buildings.

In New York, One Must Collapse To Be Indolent.

The Discontented Believe That Their Regrets Are About The Past.

The Lion Cares Less About Being King Of The Beasts Than About Finding His Dinner.