Perhaps our only sickness is to desire a truth which we cannot bear rather than to rest content with the fictions we manufacture out of each other.
Like all young men I set out to be a genius, but mercifully laughter intervened.
The memory of man is as old as misfortune
The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time.
Now stiff on a pillar with a phallic air nelson stylites in Trafalgar square reminds the British what once they were.
Everything really desirable has come about because of, or in spite of, wine!