Every day I come closer to understanding the secret of opposable thumbs.

That the spot on the wall has not moved since this morning is attributable to my unflagging vigilance.

A withering stare opens all doors.

Success in all endeavors is just a nap away.

Bipeds who sneeze and sniffle when I approach are showing their sincere appreciation, and deserve my undivided attention.

My troubles will all vanish if I sleep sincerely enough.

It is necessary at all times to demonstrate mastery over the plant kingdom, especially when it invades the house.

Weather belongs to me, and unsatisfactory meteorological conditions can only be attributed to the stupidity or malice of the bipeds.

My abstract work in upholstered-fabric media will be appreciated for generations to come.