Self-hatred Is Sometimes Appropriate.

Never Lie In Writing.

My Struggles With Myself Seldom Reach Aerobic Level.

The Vices Of Youth Now Exceed My Powers, But Not My Fancy.

At The Dinner Table, If You Can't Think Of Anything To Say, Sit Quietly. Don't Throw Rolls, Or Chew On Your Napkin.

My Strengths Make Me Contemptuous. My Weaknesses Make Me Charitable.