Beauty Compels Us; Reason Merely Cajoles.

After Sixty, The Self-questioning Of Middle Age Is Obsolete.

Snarls And Sobs Show That A Love Affair Is Getting Serious.

Denial Of One Appetite Sharpens The Others.

The Haiku Lets Meaning Float; The Aphorism Pins It Down.

Now That I See You Understand Me So Well, I Will Avoid You.