Sometimes a man wants to be stupid if it lets him do a thing his cleverness forbids.
I suppose our capacity for self-delusion is boundless.
The clouds appeared and went away, and in a while they did not try anymore.
(Suicide) takes some doing, with maybe pain and maybe hell.
In Spanish there is a word for which I can't find a counterword in English. It is the verb VACILAR... It does not mean vacillating at all. If one is vacilando, he is going somewhere, but does not greatly care whether or not he gets there, although he has direction.
Then it is better, sir, to love whom one cannot have?" "Probably better," Lancelot said. "Certainly safer.