Conscious thought is the tidying up at the end.
Hatred observes with more care than love does.
At the end of every diet, the path curves back to the trough.
Anybody can lead a frivolous life. A frivolous writer, however, must have taste and intelligence.
Cheap thrill: moral outrage revels in its own innocence and in the guilt of the wicked Others.
With age, comfort becomes more seductive than beauty.