The Sacred Is Found Boring

Like Love, Grief Fades In And Out.

It's No Good Being Exclusive If Nobody Wants In.

Withhold Admiration From A Narcissist And Be Disliked. Give It And Be Treated With Indifference.

Lechery Is Secretive, But Must Finally Reveal Itself To At Least One.

The Harp Is An Insipid Instrument--no Good For Dancing, Feasting, Or Marching, Only For Sitting Primly In A Parlor Or On A Cloud.