Philosophy teaches a man that he can't take it with him; taxes teach him he can't leave it behind either.
A love that lasts for twenty years may be better than love, but it isn't love.
The neurotic lies awake at night, composing letters to those he hates. He seldom thinks of dropping a line to those he loves.
All love is probationary, a fact which frightens women and exhilarates men.
Elegimos aquellos que nos gusta, con los que amamos, no tenemos voz en el asunto.
Neurotics are sure that no one understands them, and they wouldn't have it any other way.