Don't sacrifice yourself for me. I will not be grateful.
Ironic and jittery, we are puzzled by the old heroes with their fighting, boasting, and cocksure lovemaking.
Narcissus weeps to find that his Image does not return his love.
Rule of criticism: only attend to the shape, and the purpose will manifest itself.
People often imagine that being hard to please confers a certain superiority.
Intelligence in isolation turns to aimless marauding.