Prudence suspects that happiness is a bait set by risk.
The critical spirit never knows when to stop meddling.
The power of lying is much less than the power of what is not to be discussed.
The horse stares at its captor, barely remembering the free kicks of youth.
The absolute has moved into the fortress of the absurd.
The greater the privilege, the more hidden the arrogance. The Emperor of China need not exist.