Sometimes the only way to become grounded is to hit bottom.
I would be glad to worship success if I could find her.
As night falls, every joy glows brighter.
Don Juan tries not to see the skeptical winks that greet his boasting.
The little suckings and smackings of the perversions are the sounds of joyous infancy.
The aphorism wants to be at the same time both main line and off beat.