Mason Cooley

Sexual attraction keeps throwing self-interest off course.

— Mason Cooley

Desire is wakeful; satisfaction dozes.

— Mason Cooley

When understanding would be too difficult, I become trusting.

— Mason Cooley

Self-pity dries up our sympathy for others.

— Mason Cooley

Intuition is often mistaken, but not altogether.

— Mason Cooley

By multiplying ironies, I evade commitments.

— Mason Cooley

The young have stolen our youthfulness, and flaunt it without shame.

— Mason Cooley

Manly men and womanly women are still here but feeling nervous.

— Mason Cooley

Procrastination and impatience form a system of checks and balances.

— Mason Cooley

Cynicism often draws correct conclusions, but nobody could live by its lights.

— Mason Cooley

Even cats grow lonely and anxious.

— Mason Cooley

Most self-laceration is more noisy than painful.

— Mason Cooley

Self-hatred and self-love are equally self-centered.

— Mason Cooley

Readers transform a library from a mausoleum into many theaters.

— Mason Cooley

Mars and Venus are at it again. This time, Hephaestus is standing by with a private detective, a photographer, and a lawyer.

— Mason Cooley

Office politics are bloody-minded, but weak on content.

— Mason Cooley

Habit keeps my life going, with occasional pushes from desire.

— Mason Cooley

The intimacy of love absolves us of our guilty separateness.

— Mason Cooley

I have tried being surreal, but my frogs hop right back into their realistic ponds.

— Mason Cooley

Lovers do all the talking and writing. What are the Beloveds thinking?

— Mason Cooley

You are so tactful that I have no idea what you want.

— Mason Cooley

Being enthusiastic settles nothing.

— Mason Cooley

Promiscuity turns sex into a sport, like arm-wrestling.

— Mason Cooley

Every farewell combines loss and new freedom.

— Mason Cooley

The absolute has moved into the fortress of the absurd.

— Mason Cooley