The Critic Roams Through Culture, Looking For

The Educated Can Listen Impassively To Almost Anything.

The Mind Scolds The Heart, Which Makes Excuses And Goes Its Own Way.

If Beggars Do Not Hate The Rest Of Us, They Are Even More Abject Than I Had Imagined.

Home Again, I Can Groan, Scratch, And Talk To Myself.

If You Should Ever Acknowledge My Existence, I Plan To Snub You.