Under Attack, Sentiments Harden Into Dogma.

At The Dinner Table, If You Can't Think Of Anything To Say, Sit Quietly. Don't Throw Rolls, Or Chew On Your Napkin.

The Absolute Has Moved Into The Fortress Of The Absurd.

Dirty Old Men, Ignoring Society, Continue To Follow Nature.

The Lonely Become Either Thoughtful Or Empty.

Eccentricity Gives Misfits A Way Of Fitting In.