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

The beginning of self-knowledge: recognizing that your motives are the same as other people's.

Sweet smiles soften judgment. Sweet haunches unseat it.

By multiplying ironies, I evade commitments.

I dream of vague shapes that hint of my heart's desire.

Retirement requires the invention of a new hedonism, not a return to the hedonism of youth

With age, I have become both more pious and more shameless.