Universal truths have become an embarrassment, but they won't quite go away.

I want to appear ordinary, but I have it understood that I am not.

Our vices are attempts to combine self-medication and enjoyment.

The tranquility of my room partakes too much of Forest Lawn.

We are prepared for insults, but compliments leave us baffled.

Vanity is easily duped. Ambition, not.

Sincerity: willingness to spend one's own money.