Once I find the right maxim to apply, I feel that I have done all that can be expected of me.

Nostalgia keeps dissolving the ironic narratives in which I have contained my past.

The aphorism: a platitude that swerves, or slides all the way around.

Everyone values the good nature of a man with a gun.

Money: power at its most liquid.

I may forget my dignity, but you may not.

Ideas about life organize perception; names of emotions organize sensations; rules of syntax organize thought. But pain comes on its own.