A Sheep Who Goes Looking For A

At The Dinner Table, If You Can't Think Of Anything To Say, Sit Quietly. Don't Throw Rolls, Or Chew On Your Napkin.

The Eye Deals With Excess More Easily Than The Stomach Does.

Love Begins With An Image; Lust With A Sensation.

Hatred Observes With More Care Than Love Does.

Posterity--the Forlorn Child Of Nineteenth Century Optimism--grows Ever Harder To Conceive.