Every representation, even of an orgy, is a sublimation.
The mind scolds the heart, which makes excuses and goes its own way.
Being enthusiastic settles nothing.
Families in which nothing is ever discussed usually have a lot not to discuss.
Joy goes as deep as sorrow, but leaves less of itself behind.
Aphorisms have never seduced anybody, but they have fooled some into considering themselves worldly-wise.