Neurotic quarrels always have the same theme-song: Hate me and get it over with.
Elegimos aquellos que nos gusta, con los que amamos, no tenemos voz en el asunto.
In life, as in restaurants, we swallow a lot of indigestible stuff just because it comes with the dinner.
When hope is hungry, everything feeds it
Philosophy teaches a man that he can't take it with him; taxes teach him he can't leave it behind either.
Affairs are just as disillusioning as marriage, and much less restful.