Loving, not the beloved, is the joy of love. The beloved, knowing this, most resolutely declines to be grateful.
Great talkers do not stop for breath, and never look at the clock.
The meaning of today will not be clear until tomorrow.
Life is used up all the same, whether we save, spend, or waste it.
It is hard to speak of sex without being clinical, brutal, or romantic.
Always leave room for the reader to supply meanings.