To the Latin, cynicism and middle age are synonymous. Look at our politicians - they move through their careers from left to center to right, like the hands of a clock.

Were modern cities only beautiful after darkness hid everything but their lights?

fiction and lies are both works of creative art, and creation always reveals the creator.

Nobody believes in ghosts, but everybody is afraid of them.

the unconscious forces that govern accessible memory are the most arbitrary of editors and the absolute masters of our lives.

the true and the plausible are rarely the same.

In a city you thought of all life as human life. You had to live in the heart of the woods to realize that humanity was a slight ripple on the surface of a flood of life that seeped into every vacant crack, flowed into every biological vacuum the moment it occurred.