The Aphorism Is A Slippery Plaything.

Retirement Requires The Invention Of A New Hedonism, Not A Return To The Hedonism Of Youth

Alone, Lonely People Talk To Themselves. In Company, They Often Continue.

If We Knew Enough, Fortune Would Turn Out To Be Nature.

Pessimists Fear Becoming The Dupes Of Hope. Optimists Enjoy Hope's Company, And Consider Being Duped No Great Matter.

The Banker Rubs His Nose, Thinking Of His Cat Stalking Something On The Lawn.