I Have My Faults, But Changing My

It's Impossible I Should Have A Mind And I Have One

My Notes Have A Curious Tendency, As I Realize At Last, To Annihilate All They Purport To Record.

Love Requited Is A Short Circuit.

We Are All Born Crazy. Some Remain That Way.

[t]he Syndrome Known As Life Is Too Diffuse To Admit Of Palliation. For Every Symptom That Is Eased, Another Is Made Worse. The Horse Leech's Daughter Is A Closed System. Her Quantum Of Wantum Cannot Vary.