Quotology disdains no quotations whatsoever, a duty it bears stoutly, with bloodshot eyes and sagging shelves.
Care for yourself enough to listen carefully to what you say to yourself.
Quotologists encounter happy surprises, bright books by faded authors, treasures hidden under dust.
In phrases as brief as a breath worldly wisdom concentrates.
Like pollen on a honeybee, flattery clings to the things you tell yourself.
A little flattery, like a warm bath and soft towel, will let you get along with yourself, lie down with yourself, and sleep.