Fastidious taste makes enjoyment a struggle.
The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.
Money: power at its most liquid.
Even alone we go on justifying ourselves.
Alone, lonely people talk to themselves. In company, they often continue.
Alone, I am satisfied with myself. With others, I am beset by troubling comparisons.
If a problem is insoluble, it is Necessity. Leave it alone.
Living alone is good for privacy, bad for full-scale cooking and moving heavy furniture.
All anger feels like righteous anger; sorrow does not care whether it is righteous or not.
An insult angers me. Being ignored crushes me.
Idleness makes people feeble and peevish. Work makes them stalwart and prone to anger.
I seldom remember my father, but I sneeze and rub my nose the way he did. I also love my son with grief and anger, as he did.
I tried good taste, but the strain was too much for me.
Experience teaches us, but we scarcely know what.
Forget what hurt you but never forget what it thaught you.
Who would not give up wit for power and beauty?
Children use all their wiles to get their way with adults. Adults do the same with children.
In the street, the gaze of desire is furtive or menacing.
In every death, a busy world comes to an end.
When a man bores a woman, she complains. When a woman bores a man, he ignores her.