As equality increases, so does the number of people struggling for predominance.
Thinking about the universe has now been handed over to specialists. The rest of us merely read about it.
Rereading, we find a new book.
A blocked path also offers guidance.
Most people regard getting their way as a matter of simple justice.
The higher the moral tone, the more suspect the speaker.
Romance is tempestuous. Love is calm.
Reason enables us to get around in the world of ideas, but cannot prescribe our thoughts.
Excuses change nothing, but make everyone feel better.
Without civilization, we would not turn into animals, but vegetables.
Logic teaches rules for presentation, not thinking.
Every literary critic believes he will outwit history and have the last word.
Philosophy likes to keen common sense on the run.
Compassion brings us to a stop, and for a moment we rise above ourselves.
Self-reform is the only kind that works.
Families in which nothing is ever discussed usually have a lot not to discuss.
Hypocrisy is the outside of cynicism.
Women encourage men to be childish, then scold them.
In the game of love, the losers are more celebrated than the winners.
My mind is led astray by every faint rustle.
Malice is always authentic and sincere.
City people make most of the fuss about the charms of country life.
Imagination has rules, but we can only guess what they are.
The wisdom of age: don't stop walking.
Journalism never admits that nothing much is happening.
Who would not give up wit for power and beauty?
Staid middle age loves the hurricane passions of opera.
In psychoanalysis, only the fee is exactly what it seems to be.
Living alone makes it harder to find someone to blame.
Humor does not rescue us from unhappiness, but enables us to move back from it a little.
Sincerity: willingness to spend one's own money.
Hatred observes with more care than love does.
Documents create a paper reality we call proof.
While there's life, there's fear.
The shades of respectability begin to close about the greying head.
Middle age went by while I was mourning for my lost youth.