I think people want their illusions and writers are mostly illusion. When you read their words, you read a flattened, incomplete version of the writer.
Be thou the first true merit to befriend, his praise is lost who stays till all commend.
Never read a book through merely because you have begun it.
It's a rare person who wants to hear what he doesn't want to hear.
It is only possible to live happily ever after on a day-to-day basis.
After all it is those who have a deep and real inner life who are best able to deal with the irritating details of outer life.
Someone's boring me. I think it's me.