I wonder, what kind of life would I have had if it hadn’t been for my mother’s tea-and-cookie parties? Perhaps it’s because of them that I’ve never thought of women as my enemies, as territories...

We think of ourselves as failures, rather than renounce our belief in the possibility of perfection. We hang on to the hope of eternal love by denying even its temporary validity. It´s less painful to...

Consistency is a virtue for trains: what we want from a philosopher is insights, whether he comes by them consistently or not.

Strange as it seems, no amount of learning can cure stupidity, and higher education positively fortifies it.