The Ordinary Life: the misery seems planned, the happiness accidental.
The wretchedness of failure is the great attraction of success.
If I could do my life over, I would try to cleanse at least my pleasures of self-pity.
Aphorisms know the angles, but not the structure.
We often disguise our reflexes as deliberate actions.
Fortuna smiles and frowns according to a timetable surprising even to herself.