There is no mystery to happiness. Unhappy men are all alike. Some wound they suffered long ago, some wish denied, some blow to pride, some kindling spark of love put out by scorn -- or worse, indifference -- cleaves to them, or they to it, and so they live each day within a shroud of yesterdays. The happy man dies not look back. He doesn't look ahead. He lives in the present.
Jed RubenfeldMots clés crime detective-stories
A woman's love for a man is half animal passion and half hate. The more a woman loves a man, the more she hates him.
Jed RubenfeldMots clés love woman relationship
A woman is at her greatest peril in the presence of a beautiful man.
Jed RubenfeldMots clés love relationships attraction
The most exquisite joy is a sting to the heart, and love -- love is a crisis of the soul.
Jed RubenfeldMots clés love
Unhappiness is caused when we cannot let go of our memories.
Jed RubenfeldNo man can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips.
Jed RubenfeldMots clés secret
Satisfying a savage instinct is incomparably more pleasurable than satisfying a civilized one.
Jed RubenfeldAll it takes is instinct.
Jed RubenfeldDeath releases the energy into air. If a true catastrophe is looming, the disturbance becomes such that a sensitive individual may become highly troubled by it. He may be aware exactly when and where it will occur. He may see an aura around people who are soon to die. Or he may see images of the disaster beforehand...
Jed RubenfeldMots clés psychology freudian death-instinct
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