The Olympian gods cannot have grand passions because they cannot die.

Your love for me is founded in a sentiment. My love for you is founded in the body. A precarious interchange.

A happy arrangement: many people prefer cats to other people, and many cats prefer people to other cats.

I would like to be a figment of my own imagination, but belly and bowels will not permit.

I change my opinions often, but not my way of thinking.

My young friend supposes his ingenuousness is merely a ruse.

By multiplying ironies, I evade commitments.