Work saves us from melancholy. Pleasure exposes us to it.
I dream of summing everything up in the greatest sentence ever written.
Strict rules of evidence would destroy psychoanalysis and literary criticism.
Good places for aphorisms: in fortune cookies, on bumper stickers, and on banners flying over the Palace of Free Advice.
Self-congratulation pleases only the speaker.
Malice is always authentic and sincere.