The Aphorism Wants To Be At The

Confess To The Misdeeds You Cannot Hide.

The Soul Is No Longer Honored As It Once Was, But It Still Keeps Appetite From Being The Measure Of All Things.

If Your Nose Is Up In The Air, You Cannot See Where You Are Going.

Explanations Comfort Us By Giving The Impression That There Is An Order In Things.

The Young Have Stolen Our Youthfulness, And Flaunt It Without Shame.