Cruelty is softened by fear, not pity.

Unlike other vices, cruelty, alas, is never boring.

When science drove the gods out of nature, they took refuge in poetry and the porticos of civic buildings.

To be thoroughly modern, an aphorism should trail off vaguely rather than coming to a point.

Like love, destruction can be ecstatic.

Paradise endangered: garden snakes and mice are appearing in the shadowy corners of Dutch Old Master paintings.

My self-absorption warms me; yours boils me.