The Hero Used To Be The One

The Vices Of Youth Now Exceed My Powers, But Not My Fancy.

An Academic Dialect Is Perfected When Its Terms Are Hard To Understand And Refer Only To One Another.

At The End Of Every Diet, The Path Curves Back To The Trough.

Narcissus Weeps To Find That His Image Does Not Return His Love.

We Make Some Changes. But Mostly Changes Make Us.