After Ages Of Bombast, The Rhetoric Of

My Strengths Make Me Contemptuous. My Weaknesses Make Me Charitable.

Self-criticism Expands The Opportunities For Discourse And Eliminates The Need For An Adversary.

A Yawn Is More Disconcerting Than A Contradiction.

The Aphorism: A Platitude That Swerves, Or Slides All The Way Around.

Fame Is Fickle, But Obscurity Is Usually Faithful To The End.