Avid readers are enchanted by meaning, which is available chiefly in books.
An insult angers me. Being ignored crushes me.
The intimacy of love absolves us of our guilty separateness.
Holding unconventional opinions makes people feel they have strong characters.
I feel that I have something significant to say, but I cannot think what it is.
I know that I am very much like everybody else, but not really.