Arrogance rides triumphantly through the gates, barely glancing at the old woman about to cut the rope and spring shut the trap.
Moderation in all things is best, but it's pretty hard to get excited about it.
Melancholy is as seductive as Ecstasy.
Your love for me is founded in a sentiment. My love for you is founded in the body. A precarious interchange.
Treat unhappiness as a defect and fewer would embrace it.
Drugs bring us to to the gates of paradise, then keep us from entering.