The innocent is the person who explains nothing
Obstinacy alone is not a virtue.
The world in which we were called to exist was an absurd world, and there was no other in which we could take refuge.
When I see a new face, something sets off an alarm bell inside me. 'slow down! Danger!' Even when the attraction is strongest, I am on my guard.
At one time or another all normal people have wished their loved ones were dead.
Fancy language, like poplin, too often conceals an eczema.