Old age: I fall asleep during the funerals of my friends.
Even in rapture, part of the mind watches.
Sexual attraction makes the strangest bedfellows of all.
Fulfillment is often more trouble than it is worth.
The sage belongs to the same obsolete repertory as the virtuous maiden and the enlightened monarch.
The dignified catastrophes of tragedy bear little resemblance to the slow ruin inflicted by life.