A Neurotic Can Neither Enjoy

Every Time I Change The Way I Explain Myself To Myself, I Have To Rearrange The Story Of My Life.

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

I Deplore My Shortcomings, But Plan To Keep Them.

If You Corner Me, You Are Going To Hear Some Unwelcome Truths.

My Regimen Is Lust And Avarice For Exercise, Gluttony And Sloth For Relaxation.