What an occupation! To sit and flay your fellow men and then offer their skins for sale and expect them to buy them.

In the old days, one married a wife; now one forms a company with a female partner, or moves in to live with a friend. And then one seduces the partner, or defiles the friend.

That is the thankless position of the father in the family-the provider for all, and the enemy of all.

The further from one another, the nearer one can be.

It's risky to take anything on good faith where a woman is concerned.

Sorrow has the fortunate peculiarity that it preys upon itself. It dies of starvation. Since it is essentially an interruption of habits, it can be replaced by new habits. Constituting, as it does, a void, it is soon filled up by a real horror vacuum.

There comes a moment... When imagination gives out and Reality leaps forth. It is frightful!