There are more differences between poor people than between middle-class people.
I have always been suspicious of romantic love. It looks too much like a narcissism shared by two.
Mother believed in enjoying herself. Aunt Mimi believed in enjoying herself, then feeling guilty about it.
If it weren't for the last minute, nothing would get done.
The only people are those who don't love anybody.
We animals live life in all its glorious uncertainty. Why do politicians think they can control events?