Mars and Venus are at it again. This time, Hephaestus is standing by with a private detective, a photographer, and a lawyer.
Passion cooks. Reason cleans.
I do not remember joy or sorrow in childhood, but listening for clues.
When sages commend excess, Desire is sick.
Dignity takes alarm at the unexpected sound of laughter.
Prudence does not make people happy; it merely deprives them of the excitement of being constantly in trouble.