One's fetishes are fascinating, but not because of their beauty or significance. The same could be said for one's genitals, or one's children.

Funerals prove that someone is really gone.

Who would not give up wit for power and beauty?

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

Saying "I feel guilty" is a mere form of words. Saying "I feel ashamed" is not.

A goldfish is reason enough for living, if someone needs a reason.

Suspicion is the beginning of wisdom, and of madness.