Now defined as art, the totem has lost cult, taboo, and custom.

Even in writing an annual report, the unconscious plays a role.

I cling to depression, thinking it a form of truth.

At sixty, I know little more about wisdom than I did at thirty, but I know a great deal more about folly.

Paradox likes contradictions with exits.

Unlike the ambiguity of life, the ambiguity of language does reach a limit.

I love you in my dreams, but not in real life.