A man can be happy with any woman, as long as he does not love her. 

A man’s face is his autobiography. A woman’s face is her work of fiction.

Ambition is the last refuge of the failure

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his.

Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship. 

Democracy means simply the bludgeoning of the people by the people for the people. 

Everybody who is incapable of learning has taken to teaching.

Everything popular is wrong. 

Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months. 

I always pass on good advice. It is the only thing to do with it. It is never of any use to oneself.

I am not young enough to know everything.

In all matters of opinion, our adversaries are insane.

Life is too important to be taken seriously.

Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious; both are disappointed.

Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess.

One should always be in love. That is the reason one should never marry.

One’s real life is so often the life that one does not lead.

Only the shallow know themselves.

The difference between literature and journalism is that journalism is unreadable and literature is not read. 

The moment you think you understand a great work of art, it’s dead for you.

The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.

There is only one class in the community that thinks more about money than the rich, and that is the poor. The poor can think of nothing else.

There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars

What we have to do, what at any rate it is our duty to do, is to revive the old art of Lying. 

When a man has once loved a woman he will do anything for her except continue to love her. 

When I was young I thought that money was the most important thing in life; now that I am old I know that it is. 

Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong

Who, being loved, is poor? 

Woman begins by resisting a man’s advances and ends by blocking his retreat.

Women are made to be loved, not understood.

Work is the curse of the drinking classes.

El: Vezi tu, fiecare barbat are dreptul sa bea. Corect?

Eu: Corect.

El: Deci, fiecare are dreptul sa bea o bere, iar in momentul in care un barbat bea o bere, el devine al om. Corect?

Eu: Corect.

El: Eu, acum, sunt un om. Corect?

Eu: …pai…

El: Daca beau o bere, devin alt om. Corect?

Eu: Corect.

El: Eh, omul asta in care am devenit, are si el dreptul la o bere. Corect?

Eu: Corect.

El: Si beau o bere si devin iar alt om. Corect?

Eu: Corect.

El: Dar si omul asta are dreptul la o bere. Corect?

Eu: Mai mult decat corect.

El: Eh, si treaba asta se repeta pana devii ultimul om.

Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show.

The flesh covers the bone 
and they put a mind 
in there and 
sometimes a soul, 
and the women break 
vases against the walls 
and the men drink too 
much 
and nobody finds the 
one 
but keep 
looking 
crawling in and out 
of beds. 
flesh covers 
the bone and the 
flesh searches 
for more than 
flesh. 

there’s no chance 
at all: 
we are all trapped 
by a singular 
fate. 

nobody ever finds 
the one. 

the city dumps fill 
the junkyards fill 
the madhouses fill 
the hospitals fill 
the graveyards fill 

nothing else 
fills. 

“Assuming the best in people might make us naive, gullible and whatnot; most of the time, it might get us disappointed; but assuming the best in people makes us, for sure, better persons. And that’s an output worth risking for.” 

Juliet is in love with Romeo, but in our version of this story, Romeo is a fickle lover. The more Juliet loves her, the more he begins to dislike her. But when she loses interest, his feelings for her warm up. She, on the other hand, tends to echo him. Her love grows when he loves her and turns to hate when he hates her.

A simple model of their ill-fated romance:

dr/dt = -aj

dj/dt = br

where

r(t) = Romeo’s love/hate

j(t) = Juliet’s love/hate

Positive values of r, j mean love, and negative values mean hate. The parameters a and b have to be positive to be consistent with the story.

In colloquial speech we call a man “happy” who has succeeded in

attaining his ends. A more adequate description of his state would be that he

is happier than he was before. There is however no valid objection to a usage

that defines human action as the striving for happiness.

But we must avoid current misunderstandings. The ultimate goal of human

action is always the satisfaction of the acting man’s desire. There is no standard

of greater or lesser satisfaction other than individual judgments of value,

different for various people and for the same people at various times. What

makes a man feel uneasy and less uneasy is established by him from the standard

of his own will and judgment, from his personal and subjective valuation.

Nobody is in a position to decree what should make a fellow man happier.

“When the Chevalier de Mere consulted Pascal on the problems

involved in the games of dice, the great mathematician should have frankly

told his friend the truth, namely, that mathematics cannot be of any use to

the gambler in a game of pure chance. Instead he wrapped his answer in the

symbolic language of mathematics. What could easily be explained in a few

sentences of mundane speech was expressed in a terminology which is

unfamiliar to the immense majority and therefore regarded with reverential

awe. People suspected that the puzzling formulas contain some important

revelations, hidden to the uninitiated; they got the impression that a scientific

method of gambling exists and that the esoteric teachings of mathematics

provide a key for winning. The heavenly mystic Pascal unintentionally

became the patron saint of gambling.”