If I play hard to get, soon the phone stops ringing altogether.
Excuses change nothing, but make everyone feel better.
I'm being treated like a sex object, cried the lady. No matter. I will take care of it, said Time soothingly.
Preserving tradition has become a nice hobby, like stamp collecting.
Lust and greed are more gullible than innocence.
For many, immaturity is an ideal, not a defect.
Office politics are bloody-minded, but weak on content.
In the game of love, the losers are more celebrated than the winners.
Innocence: I am only stepping on your face because it lies in my path.
Rage is exciting, but leaves me confused and exhausted.
Worried about being a dull fellow? You might develop your talent for being irritating.
The passions are the same in every conflict, large or small.
Self-hatred and self-love are equally self-centered.
Don't stare into a mirror when you are trying to solve a problem.
My thought has been shaped by books; my desires by pictures.
If we think about the obvious long enough, it dissolves.
In bridge clubs and in councils of state, the passions are the same.
I did not know I was in my prime until afterwards.
I read less and less. I have not forgiven books for their failure to tell me the truth and make me happy.
Money: power at its most liquid.
Self-reform is the only kind that works.
Consciousness is our only reprieve from Time.
The ravaged face in the mirror hides the enchanting youth that is the real me.
No chaos, no creation. Evidence: the kitchen at mealtime.
Few artists can afford artistic temperament.
