Vice is its own reward.

Any film is at least better than real life.

In New York, I find people so courteous and so generous. Free drinks in bars. Free taxi rides.

Living en famille provides the strongest motives for rudeness combined with the maximum opportunity for displaying it.

The court was not previously aware of the prisoner's many accomplishments. In view of these, we see fit to impose the death penalty.

I don't think I have a tragic demeanor.

Of course I lie to people. But I lie altruistically - for our mutual good. The lie is the basic building block of good manners. That may seem mildly shocking to a moralist - but then what isn't?