Fame is fickle, but Obscurity is usually faithful to the end.

Cynicism has its own zealots.

Paradise endangered: garden snakes and mice are appearing in the shadowy corners of Dutch Old Master paintings.

Secrets die when kept or revealed. They live by being faintly and uncertainly repeated.

My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived.

My struggles with myself seldom reach aerobic level.

The novelty we want is always close to the familiar.