People who behave at forty as they did at twenty must sometimes wonder why their charm is not working.
Every time I change the way I explain myself to myself, I have to rearrange the story of my life.
As every cockroach knows, thriving on poisons is the secret of success.
The imaginary audience for my life is growing small and silent.
We often disguise our reflexes as deliberate actions.
Failure makes us envious. Success makes us greedy.