If I Knew What I Was So

Not For Nothing Does The Neurotic Suffer - But Not For Anything Very Much, Either.

The Plague Of Government Is Senile Delinquency.

We Welcome Passion, For The Mind Is Briefly Let Off Duty.

For The Happiest Life, Days Should Be Rigorously Planned, Nights Left Open To Chance.

A Doctor Recently Described To Me "benign Positional Vertigo": It Means You Get Dizzy In Certain Positions, But You Can Get Over It Without Necessarily Changing The Position. Change "vertigo" To "anxiety," And You've Summed Up The Neurotic's Plight.