The aphorism wants to be at the same time both main line and off beat.
Only death rescues us from dying.
Prudence does not make people happy; it merely deprives them of the excitement of being constantly in trouble.
The wretchedness of failure is the great attraction of success.
Sleepy-head is no longer aroused by tragic imaginings.
The ninety percent of human experience that does not fit into established narrative patterns falls into oblivion.