Only the broken-hearted know the truth about love.
Truth is a necessary phantom.
Good places for aphorisms: in fortune cookies, on bumper stickers, and on banners flying over the Palace of Free Advice.
The beginning, middle, and end are parodied, reversed, and hidden by modernism, but not abandoned.
When sages commend excess, Desire is sick.
I'm being treated like a sex object, cried the lady. No matter. I will take care of it, said Time soothingly.