Great talkers do not stop for breath, and never look at the clock.

Imprudence gets us into more trouble than actual misdeeds do.

Dancers dance through their pain I shrink from mine.

In conversation, everyone sits in confident judgment on the world.

One's fetishes are fascinating, but not because of their beauty or significance. The same could be said for one's genitals, or one's children.

Travelling, I worry about luggage, prices, and strange food. At home, I am free to broaden my mind by thinking about the higher things.

Literary tradition is full of lies about poverty-the jolly beggar, the poor but happy milkmaid, the wholesome diet of porridge, etc.