Truth-telling frightens me. Lying confuses me.
The villain may be good looking, but his smile is never quite right.
Our most important decisions are made while we are thinking about something else.
Ironic and jittery, we are puzzled by the old heroes with their fighting, boasting, and cocksure lovemaking.
Romance is tempestuous. Love is calm.
I love you is the inscription on Pandora's box.