Couples who come to understand one another often part.

My young friend supposes his ingenuousness is merely a ruse.

Philosophy likes to keen common sense on the run.

Middle age went by while I was mourning for my lost youth.

In the labyrinth of a difficult text, we find unmarked forks in the path, detours, blind alleys, loops that deliver us back to our point of entry, and finally the monster who whispers an unintelligible truth in our ears.

I tried self-sacrifice a couple of times in my youth.

Pornography supplies the only really safe sex.