Virtue Sometimes Pretends. Vice Is

Self-blame Usually Has An Undertone Of Self-congratulation.

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

The Dignified Catastrophes Of Tragedy Bear Little Resemblance To The Slow Ruin Inflicted By Life.

By Multiplying Ironies, I Evade Commitments.

Comedy Defends The Commonplace; Tragedy Explodes It.