The Young Are Generally Full Of Revolt,

We Are All Such A Waste Of Our Potential, Like Three-way Lamps Using One-way Bulbs.

Love Is Often Gentle, Desire Always A Rage.

We Waste A Lot Of Time Running After People We Could Have Caught By Just Standing Still.

I Tell You This, And I Tell You Plain: What You Have Done, You Will Do Again; You Will Bite Your Tongue, Careful Or Not, Upon The Already-bitten Spot.

The Ideal Home: Big Enough For You To Hear The Children, But Not Very Well.