Love implies anger. The man who is angered by nothing cares about nothing.
Where all pretend to be thinking alike, it's likely that no one is thinking at all.
My own best books have not been published. In fact, they've not even been written yet.
Life is cruel? Compared to what?
By the age of forty, a man is responsible for his face. And his fate.
Anton Bruckner wrote the same symphony nine times, trying to get it just right. He failed.