Procrastination makes easy things hard, hard things harder.
Staid middle age loves the hurricane passions of opera.
Ideology has shaped the very sofa on which I sit.
The gods are watching, but idly, yawning.
Art begins in imitation and ends in innovation.
Innocence: I am only stepping on your face because it lies in my path.
I love you is the inscription on Pandora's box.
Logic and fact keep interfering with the easy flow of conversation.
It is possible to interpret without observing, but not to observe without interpreting.
Irony regards every simple truth as a challenge.
Worried about being a dull fellow? You might develop your talent for being irritating.
Philosophy likes to keen common sense on the run.
Opportunity knocks, but doesn't always answer to its name.
Never try to leap from a standstill.
Creativity makes a leap, then looks to see where it is.
Money: power at its most liquid.
Living alone makes it harder to find someone to blame.
Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.
Middle age went by while I was mourning for my lost youth.
Fantasy mirrors desire. Imagination reshapes it.