Think of the many different relations of form and content. E.g., the many pairs of trousers and what's in them.
For some, bottles of liquor gleam like the towers of Eldorado.
Unlike the ambiguity of life, the ambiguity of language does reach a limit.
Suffering teaches us only that we suffer. Joy shows us which way to go.
Innocence: I am only stepping on your face because it lies in my path.
To love a fool is a misfortune, but does not make one a fool.