Truth can remain silent. Lies must be spoken.
Adrenalin dispels boredom. Run, you sufferers from ennui! Run for your lives!
Humor does not rescue us from unhappiness, but enables us to move back from it a little.
Some eras worship infancy; some, the aged. None as yet has adored middle age.
Like love, grief fades in and out.
As night falls, every joy glows brighter.