Sorrow: The magical palette upon which Life mixes her colors.
Slave: A person with a servile mind, who quickly crooks the pregnant hinges of the knee, that thrift may follow fawning; who gratifies his wants either through cringing flattery or coercion, and who tyrannizes over others whenever he has a chance.
Specialist: 1. One who limits himself to his chosen mode of ignorance, and gets further into a bog than the man ahead of him. 2. A kind of hypnotic trance wherein a person by centering his gaze on a given object renders the object smaller in proportion as his illusion grows.
Sorehead: A politician who has reached for something that was not his, and missed.
Solitude: The only thing that can hold the balance true.