Every lover's lament has an element of boasting.
To a suicide: You just poisoned the wrong person.
I trust you because I need you.
Thinking about the universe has now been handed over to specialists. The rest of us merely read about it.
Supermarkets depict abundance; boutiques exclusiveness; roadside stands authenticity.
Reading about ethics is about as likely to improve one's behavior as reading about sports is to make one into an athlete.