In every house of marriage/there's room for an interpreter.
The sound of laughter is like the vaulted dome of a temple of happiness.
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An artist never really finishes his work; he merely abandons it.
Art is the only thing that can go on mattering once it has stopped hurting.
All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique.
There is a rhythm to the ending of a marriage just like the rhythm of a courtship, only backward.
A man who marries a woman to educate her falls victim to the same fallacy as the woman who marries a man to reform him.
The dread of loneliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.
Very little is needed to make a happy life; It is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.
