Wisdom knows when to return death's embrace.

Of course I want to be good, but that may not be to your advantage.

The price of telling your troubles is having to listen to advice.

Home again, I can groan, scratch, and talk to myself.

I will not tolerate your faults. They are of no use to me.

The aftermath of joy is not usually more joy.

Radical historians now the tell the story of Thanksgiving from the point of view of the turkey.