Aphorisms written between 1998 and the present day.
We wear our halos like lifesavers to float in this ocean.
Celebrities only have to be herded together to feel celebrated.
When a man falls in love, he takes all women for one. When a woman breaks with a man, she takes that man as all men.
Solipsism rebounds, the more others seem unreal, the less Real the self begins to feel.
The nuclear family is easy to atomize.
In the suburbs no one can hear you scream.
If virtue is indeed its own reward, better keep that little treasure close to your chest as everything is forgiven except for self-righteousness.
We would all be so free if others didn't take such liberties.
The one who will love you the best may be the one who at the first has the hardest time meeting your eyes.
Why is is the least interesting people who remember the most gripping past lives?
Psychometrics are psychomeretricious.
If I contain multitudes, they are depressingly the same person.
A lot of word art since the seventies can be summed up as walls of non-sequitorial text bytes.
Psychologically most men have a blind spot the shape of one of those 18th C. silhouettes of their mothers.
When someone breaks up with you suddenly and painfully there is an initial reaction of wanting to have your cake and crush it too.
The most profound impressions are the voluptuous, the eery, and the spacious. The eery and spacious together inspire awe; the voluptuous and spacious intimates the sublime; and the voluptuous and the eery falls into convulsive beauty.
Spontaneity later in life is achieved when impulsive and compulsive drives are deprived of any of their previous power.
If I have a Jungian shadow it was stitched on to me the way Wendy sewed back on Peter Pan's.
Gossip is pseudo-intimacy that comes at others' expense.
Making art that is increasingly more complicated looking actually baffles rather than inspires meditations on complexity.
Have people attracted to the plastic arts become plastic people, to reuse the old sixties phrase?
Enlightenment is the utopia of the monad.
The emotional when pushed show signs of passion; the sentimental only the exact locations of their buttons.
Religious leaders would probably prefer potential followers to approach with the expectation of being shaken, not stirred.
Pleasure needs glamour, joy spreads harmony.
Pleasure is in moments that are taken; Joy in moments that are given.
Too varnished a style makes our eyes glaze over.
Sense and Sensibility - a portrait of a daughter of the Enlightenment and a daughter of the Romantics who happen to be sisters.
Republicans trying to stir up the spectre of a class war should realize that not since the equally ancient war between the sexes have so many been dying to sleep with the enemy.
To be ambivalent is human, to be sure supine.
Infatuation and Pity are two emotions that cannot share the same room with the other.
Analysts find sex and aggression the hidden motivation for everything save their own choice of profession.
Most critics write critiques ghostwritten by the artists they are writing about. That wouldn't be so bad if most artists weren't making works ghostmodelled by what the critics are writing about.