With Age, The Mind Grows Slower And

Even Alone We Go On Justifying Ourselves.

I Love You In My Dreams, But Not In Real Life.

Until I Am Ready To Lose Weight, I Cannot See How Fat I Am.

Every Good Time That Goes On Too Long Turns Into A Hell.

Cheap Thrill: Moral Outrage Revels In Its Own Innocence And In The Guilt Of The Wicked Others.