Being right is less important to us than the freedom to be wrong.
It may offend us to hear our own thoughts expressed by others: we are not sure enough of their souls.
We find it easy to believe that praise is sincere: why should anyone lie in telling us the truth?
Marriage simplifies life and complicates the day.
Beauty in art is often nothing but ugliness subdued.
Certain brief sentences are peerless in their ability to give one the feeling that nothing remains to be said.