Most of my decisions in life seem absent-minded but inevitable.
My strengths make me contemptuous. My weaknesses make me charitable.
An illicit love affair seems sweetly old-fashioned in the age of one night stands and orgies.
Your words and my words are the same, but not our meaning.
Politics inflame the passions in a way that few beloveds can match.
For some, bottles of liquor gleam like the towers of Eldorado.