More Are Weakened Than Strengthened By Their

Since We Hate The Same People, We Should Be Friends.

Hatred Of The Mother Is Familiar, But The Mother's Hatred Still Comes As A Surprise.

Literary Tradition Is Full Of Lies About Poverty-the Jolly Beggar, The Poor But Happy Milkmaid, The Wholesome Diet Of Porridge, Etc.

I Love You In My Dreams, But Not In Real Life.

The Tranquility Of My Room Partakes Too Much Of Forest Lawn.