Like an electric tea-kettle, pornography comes to a boil very fast.

Rage is exciting, but leaves me confused and exhausted.

Most self-laceration is more noisy than painful.

Nothing easier than to confuse busyness with goodness.

I alternate between reading cook books and reading diet books.

Fruitless striving breeds less despair than inaction.

I deplore my shortcomings, but plan to keep them.