Mason Cooley (1927 – July 25, 2002) was an American aphorist known for his witty aphorisms. One of these such aphorisms Cooley developed was "The time I kill is killing me."
Do as you like--if you know what it is.
In the street, the gaze of desire is furtive or menacing.
In the city, nudity means something; in the wild, it just exists.
Lovers do all the talking and writing. What are the Beloveds thinking?
The worship of Mammon may be vulgar or immoral, but it persists while other religions falter and disappear.
Anxiety and lust are evicting the older passions.
Self-absorption intensifies isolation, but permits it to go unnoticed.
An event is not over until everyone is tired of talking about it.
Fail, and your friends feel superior. Succeed, and they feel resentful.
The rich are happier than we are, and should be.
To postpone unpleasantness is human; to forget it is divine.
Memory is imagination pinned down.
I answered my father's demands for sympathy with silence.
It is hard to speak of sex without being clinical, brutal, or romantic.
We worship the aesthetic, but we do not have faith in it.
Amazing that the human race has taken enough time out from thinking about food or sex to create the arts and sciences.
We do justice coldly, injustice hotly.
To Jane Austen, every fool is a treasure trove.
The lazy manage to keep up with the earth's rotation just as well as the industrious.
Promiscuity: optimism, free enterprise, mobility--the American Dream.