The Powerless Worship Luck And Fate.

At The Dinner Table, If You Can't Think Of Anything To Say, Sit Quietly. Don't Throw Rolls, Or Chew On Your Napkin.

The Man Of Sensibility Is Too Busy Talking About His Feelings To Have Time For Good Deeds.

Aphorisms Know The Angles, But Not The Structure.

Clouds Of Flavors And Savors Float Around The Thing-in-itself.

Boredom Strives To Detach, But Finds Itself Stuck.