The Dog's Life Is A Good Life,

I Believe That There Is A Kind Of Poetry, Even A Kind Of Truth, In Simple Fact.

Life Without Music Would Be An Intolerable Insult.

Whenever I Read _time_ Or _newsweek_ Or Such Magazines, I Wash My Hands Afterward. But How To Wash Off The Small But Odious Stain Such Reading Leaves On The Mind?

Indolence And Melancholy: Each Generates The Other. If One Can Speak Of Such Feeble Passions As Generating Anything.

There Are Circumstances In Which Suicide Presents A Viable Option; A Workable Alternative; The Only Sensible Solution.