Boredom turns to panic if my beloved leaves before the usual time.

The villain may be good looking, but his smile is never quite right.

No matter how close thought sticks to the actual, it follows its own rules.

For many, immaturity is an ideal, not a defect.

A real idea keeps changing and appears in many places.

Lonely people console themselves with self-absorption or curiosity.

Boredom makes me sleepy or restless.