There are persons who, when they cease to shock us, cease to interest us.

An aphorism is true where it has fixed the impression of a genuine experience

Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.

The propriety of some persons seems to consist in having improper thoughts about their neighbors

Eclecticism. Every truth is so true that any truth must be false.

There are those who so dislike the nude that they find something indecent in the naked truth.