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Christopher Spranger aphorizes. And he does it quite well. In fact, he is the world’s greatest ‘living’ aphorist. He lives and thinks and aphorizes[1] in Santa Barbara, California, a place where the weather is always perfect.

A few of the more famous dead aphorists are E.M. Cioran, Joseph Joubert and Karl Krauss. Christopher is their equal, and, in my humble opinion, their better. Cioran can be depressingly morbid. Joubert often verges on the flighty. And Krauss get...