Sometimes I dread loneliness more than bores. Other times, the reverse.

The pleasantest part of work is having done it.

Think of the many different relations of form and content. E.g., the many pairs of trousers and what's in them.

Victimization has its privileges, and I want some.

Some loves are like a vice that has ceased to give pleasure.

The perfect aphorism would achieve classical balance and then immediately upset it.

Let's have some good, old-fashioned literature, with a virgin and a moral.