Our detachments move us toward freedom and death.

I enjoy my rights, but I revel in my privileges.

My aspiration now is to get by luck what I could not get by merit.

Family romances are the only ones that never turn out happily.

Many pains are imaginary, but all joys are real.

Drunks conjure an endless drama from their bottles.

Those who refuse to play second fiddle may wind up playing no fiddle at all.