The Aphorism Offers A Momentary Sense Of

Healthy Vanity Sweeps Through Life. Sickly Vanity Lies In Bed.

The Eye Deals With Excess More Easily Than The Stomach Does.

Logic Teaches Rules For Presentation, Not Thinking.

With Every Physical Pain, My Moral Fibre Unravels A Little.

The Lady: A Fluty Voice, Sensible Shoes, A Melancholy Sense Of Living By Rules Few Still Remember.