Ideas about life organize perception; names of emotions organize sensations; rules of syntax organize thought. But pain comes on its own.
Popular culture is seductive; high culture is imperious.
Joy goes as deep as sorrow, but leaves less of itself behind.
An imprudent enemy is less dangerous than an imprudent friend.
The dignified catastrophes of tragedy bear little resemblance to the slow ruin inflicted by life.
The unhappy are prisoners of a single round of thought.