Happiness is always a coincidence.
A rocket is a reed that thinks brilliantly.
The barometer that shows "variable" is an ironic indictment of God.
A German immersed in any civilization different from his own loses a weight equivalent in volume to the amount of intelligence he displaces.
You need to have a God, a lover, and an enemy, says the poet. Exactly: you need to have three enemies.
Life is a dangerous adventure, says the American, and he is half right: life is dangerous, but it's not an adventure.