When appearance and reality coincide, philosophy and literary criticism find themselves with nothing to say.

The poor live slow and hard; the rich, fast and easy. The rest of us shuffle along as we may.

Pursuit of the approximate can conclude. Not so pursuit of the absolute.

Whatever is spoken of acquires a certain existence.

When a modest man praises himself, people listen.

The narcissist enjoys being looked at and not looking back.

When money disappears, we soon understand the power of absence.