Repetition comforts me for a time, then closes in.
God has replaced sex as the unmentionable.
Pessimists fear becoming the dupes of Hope. Optimists enjoy Hope's company, and consider being duped no great matter.
No need to be sentimental to mourn the loss of Paradise.
Boredom strives to detach, but finds itself stuck.
Comedy is hostile to profundity, and brings everything to the surface.