When my expectations are exactly fulfilled, I feel that something uncanny has happened.
Lack of reciprocity ruins friendships, but makes love affairs exciting for a time.
Moo may represent an idea, but only the cow knows.
I regret. I apologize. I blame myself. I continue as before.
You are as happy as you think you are, but not necessarily as miserable as you imagine.
The beloved is the ultimate fetish.