Dreams surround our desires with ugliness and dread.

A beautiful woman peers out her window, as full of envy as the harridan who peers up at her from the street.

The irrational may be attractive in the abstract, but not in cab drives, dinner guests, or elderly relatives.

Prudence does not make people happy; it merely deprives them of the excitement of being constantly in trouble.

Love talks and talks. Lust is brief and to the point.

Diplomats lie with a heavy sense of destiny.

Ideology has shaped the very sofa on which I sit.