Be a constant outrage to modesty There is nothing to fear: modesty is exercised only among the blind.
Silence moves faster when it's going backward.
There's no such thing as love; only proof of love.
It seems to me that invisibility is the required provision of elegance. Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.
I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.
Stupidity is always astounding, no matter how often one encounters it.