Sentimentality is the respect the cold-hearted pay to feeling.
Every lover's lament has an element of boasting.
Irony dissolves sentiment, but occasionally a sentiment is strong enough to dissolve irony.
Hatred of the mother is familiar, but the mother's hatred still comes as a surprise.
Electricity, water, gas, and steam course through the walls of my building, keeping it alive.
If everything had a label, we would live in a fully delineated but false world.