Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.
Solitary and farouche people don't have relationships; they are quite unrelatable.
Experience isn't interesting until it begins to repeat itself. In fact, till it does that, it hardly is experience.
Silence sat in the taxi, as though a stranger had got in.
All my life I have said, "Whatever happens there will always be tables and chairs"--and what a mistake.
Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.