Aphorisms know the angles, but not the structure.
If I could do my life over, I would try to cleanse at least my pleasures of self-pity.
Everyone knows that (1) happiness is the goal of life, and (2) happiness is a chimera.
Like other secret lovers, many speak mockingly about popular culture to conceal their passion for it.
Comedy defends the commonplace; tragedy explodes it.
Drunks conjure an endless drama from their bottles.