Reversing a proposition rearranges its terms, but still keeps out new terms.

Beauty is lyrical. Ugliness is elegiac.

Eagerness to please attracts bullies and bores.

Death is hacking away at my address book and party lists.

I know that I am what I am. But I am not sure what I am.

Hope likes justification, but can do without.

Your flattery is as full of contempt as your insults were.