Self-inflicted Misery Smirks Under Its Crown Of

I Love You In My Dreams, But Not In Real Life.

A: Everything Changes. B: But Not Enough.

If Beggars Do Not Hate The Rest Of Us, They Are Even More Abject Than I Had Imagined.

The Nudes Of Art Are Not So Distant From Pornography As Prudish Pedants Pretend.

Even The Most Fickle Are Faithful To A Few Bad Habits.