Prudence does not make people happy; it merely deprives them of the excitement of being constantly in trouble.
My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived.
Worrying is as futile as boredom, but harder work.
Arrogance frowns; pride smiles.
Faith of the bore: everything is worth saying.
While there's life, there's fear.