Most people regard getting their way as a matter of simple justice.
Arrogance rides triumphantly through the gates, barely glancing at the old woman about to cut the rope and spring shut the trap.
Knowledge and power in the city; peace and decency in the country.
Wit saves us from being swallowed whole by life.
Political correctness is driving machismo underground and recalling effeminacy from exile.
A neurotic can neither enjoy his illusions nor give them up.