Many pains are imaginary, but all joys are real.

The past is ignorant of the present. Be careful in taking its advice.

I can neither return your love nor dismiss it.

My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived.

Originality is in the eye of the beholder.

Every good time that goes on too long turns into a hell.

Fear regulates. Appetite impels.