A work of art is an echo chamber which repeats what people say about it.

Most people see no reason to stop arguing just because an issue has been decided.

Now that I see you understand me so well, I will avoid you.

I am invigorated by work, wasted by pleasure.

Lack of reciprocity ruins friendships, but makes love affairs exciting for a time.

My thought has been shaped by books; my desires by pictures.

Clouds of flavors and savors float around the thing-in-itself.