Addicts Turn Their Pleasures Into Vengeful Gods.

As The Tenor Roars His Passion, I Think Sadly Of My Spreading Middle, And His.

When Courtesy Fails, Be Nasty, Brutish, And Short.

My Father Liked To Moralize, And So Do I. But He Was In Earnest, While I Am Embarrassed And Pretend That I Am Merely Being Witty.

If You Do Not Throw In A Few Promises Of Better Things To Come, Gloomy One, I Am Going To Take You Back To The Library.

Lovers' Quarrels Are Not Generally About Money. Divorce Cases Generally Are.