At Night, Neurotics May Toil Not, But

We're Seldom Drawn To A Character We Admire; Only To A Personality We Like.

The Excesses Of Love Soon Pass, But Its Insufficiencies Torment Us Forever.

There Are So Many Things That We Wish We Had Done Yesterday, So Few That We Feel Like Doing Today.

Many Of Us Are Equal To Life's Emergencies Who Cannot Bear Its Day-after-dayness.

Most Of Us Become Parents Long Before We Have Stopped Being Children.