Pain narrows consciousness; pleasure blurs it.— Mason Cooley
The most romantic Mason Cooley quotes that are guaranted to improve your brain
When Medusa looks in the mirror, she sees the Lady of Sorrows.
Retirement requires the invention of a new hedonism, not a return to the hedonism of youth
Reading give us some place to go when we have to stay where we are.
The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.
Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.
The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.
Friendship is love minus sex and plus reason. Love is friendship plus sex minus reason
Writing an upbeat aphorism is a temptation, but decorum forbids.
City people make most of the fuss about the charms of country life.
Self-inflicted misery smirks under its crown of thorns.
Travelers never think that they are the foreigners.
Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are.
Magic lives in curves, not angles.
Faith moves mountains, but you have to keep pushing while you are praying.
Narcissus weeps to find that his Image does not return his love.
A goldfish is reason enough for living, if someone needs a reason.
If suffering brought wisdom, the dentist's office would be full of luminous ideas.
You know you're in love when you stop comparing.
I am skeptical in principle, gullible in practice.
As every cockroach knows, thriving on poisons is the secret of success.
Entrepreneurship is the last refuge of the trouble making individual.
Why not - is a slogan for an interesting life.
Wisdom is founded on memory; happiness on forgetfulness.
Forget what hurt you but never forget what it thaught you.
Lack of reciprocity ruins friendships, but makes love affairs exciting for a time.
Nudity is the costume of lovers and corpses.
The critical spirit never knows when to stop meddling.
Telescopes and binoculars endanger the ever-distant sublime.
The philosophy of hedonism means little to lovers of pleasure.
They have no inclination to read philosophy, or to write it.
The passion for money is never fickle.
Masturbation is a democratic pleasure, practiced by rich and poor, young and old, married and single.
Victorian sorrow: the stars are winking in the sky, but not for us.
Regret for wasted time is more wasted time
The ravaged face in the mirror hides the enchanting youth that is the real me.
Emblem: the carapace of the great crowned snail is painted with all the flags of the United Nations.
The language of pornography is abusive, that of romance adoring. Both are addressed to a fetish.
The lion cares less about being king of the beasts than about finding his dinner.
In the theater of confusion, knowing the location of the exits is what counts.
Transcendence is something between a metaphor and a miracle.
Without a little negligence, life would be intolerable.
Mild brown eyes beckon me to the past, but memory provides no clue.
People who expect deference resent mere civility.
The beloved is the ultimate fetish.
The narcissist enjoys being looked at and not looking back.
Logic and fact keep interfering with the easy flow of conversation.
Arrogance frowns; pride smiles.
Withhold admiration from a narcissist and be disliked. Give it and be treated with indifference.
Astrology: do we make a hullabaloo among the stars, or do they make a hullabaloo down here?
Deconstruction glorifies the critic, humiliates the author, and makes the reader wonder why he bothered.