The Purpose Of A Story Is To

May I Kiss You Then? On This Miserable Paper? I Might As Well Open The Window And Kiss The Night Air.

There Art Two Cardinal Sins From Which All Others Spring: Impatience And Laziness.

Better To Have, And Not Need, Than To Need, And Not Have.

If The Book We Are Reading Does Not Wake Us, As With A Fist Hammering On Our Skull, Why Then Do We Read It?

So Long As You Have Food In Your Mouth, You Have Solved All Questions For The Time Being.