Outside books, we avoid colorful characters.
Malice is always authentic and sincere.
Children now expect their parents to audition for approval.
My mind is led astray by every faint rustle.
Old age: I fall asleep during the funerals of my friends.
Think carefully before asking for justice. Mercy might be safer.
When I prayed for success, I forgot to ask for sound sleep and good digestion.
Magic trick: to make people disappear, ask them to fulfill their promises.
Amazing that the human race has taken enough time out from thinking about food or sex to create the arts and sciences.
Few artists can afford artistic temperament.
A happy arrangement: many people prefer cats to other people, and many cats prefer people to other cats.
After an argument, silence may mean acceptance or the continuation of resistance by other means.
A real idea keeps changing and appears in many places.
What lies behind appearance is usually another appearance.
If the world would apologize, I might consider a reconciliation.
The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.
Even cats grow lonely and anxious.
Folly always knows the answer.
Opportunity knocks, but doesn't always answer to its name.
Without civilization, we would not turn into animals, but vegetables.
Complainers change their complaints, but they never reduce the amount of time spent in complaining.
The aim of literary ambition is to demonstrate one's greatness of soul.
If I play hard to get, soon the phone stops ringing altogether.
A blocked path also offers guidance.
Living alone makes it harder to find someone to blame.
The lonely become either thoughtful or empty.
People who abhor solitude may abhor company almost as much.
The shades of respectability begin to close about the greying head.
Expensive advertising courts us with hints and images. The ordinary kind merely says, Buy.
Affection reproaches, but does not denounce.
Reputation runs behind the current state of affairs.
Few friendships could survive the moodiness of love affairs.
Children use all their wiles to get their way with adults. Adults do the same with children.
Journalism never admits that nothing much is happening.
Cats are inquisitive, but hate to admit it.
An academic dialect is perfected when its terms are hard to understand and refer only to one another.
Compassion brings us to a stop, and for a moment we rise above ourselves.
If beggars do not hate the rest of us, they are even more abject than I had imagined.