Belief Forages, Moving From Pasture To Pasture.

Fearful Of Sentimentality, I Disown My Tears And Melting Heart.

As A Youth, I Sought Out Decadence; As An Elder, I Try To Avoid Decay.

Psychology Keeps Trying To Vindicate Human Nature. History Keeps Undermining The Effort.

My Young Friend Supposes His Ingenuousness Is Merely A Ruse.

The Trouble With The Young People Today Is That It Is They Who Are Young.