Swindlers are notoriously gullible.
The right time to die is never exactly now.
Family romances are the only ones that never turn out happily.
My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived.
My aspiration now is to get by luck what I could not get by merit.
Expensive advertising courts us with hints and images. The ordinary kind merely says, Buy.