Three People Marooned On A Desert Island

Never Trust The Judgment Of An Enthusiastic Man; Never Trust The Promises Of A Lazy One.

I Am No Longer In Love, But I Still Have My Jealousy.

Literary Criticism Now Is All Pranks And Polemics.

Reclusive? The Inner City Will Secure Your Privacy Better Than Any Desert Cave.

My Secrets Are Petty But Humiliating.