Drunks Conjure An Endless Drama From Their

Even In Writing An Annual Report, The Unconscious Plays A Role.

In The Labyrinth Of A Difficult Text, We Find Unmarked Forks In The Path, Detours, Blind Alleys, Loops That Deliver Us Back To Our Point Of Entry, And Finally The Monster Who Whispers An Unintelligible Truth In Our Ears.

The Rich Are Happier Than We Are, And Should Be.

Prudence Does Not Save Us, But Shows Us Pictures Of Our Destroyers.

The Narcissist Enjoys Being Looked At And Not Looking Back.