I Am Invigorated By Work, Wasted By

Your Vanity And My Vanity Will Never Be Friends.

After Desolation, Grief Brings Back Our Humanity.

Gossip Is Dying Out Because Fewer And Fewer People Care To Talk About Anything Besides Themselves.

Reality Is The Name We Give To Our Disappointments.

Ironic And Jittery, We Are Puzzled By The Old Heroes With Their Fighting, Boasting, And Cocksure Lovemaking.