Females and boys are the only creatures that propose others for friendship. As for the rest of us, friendship sort of just happens.

Some of our friends are our friends only because we used to be friends.

In some rare cases, a friendship between two people benefits both of them, and what’s more, in some rarer cases, it benefits both of them equally.

In many cases, it was the woman’s stomach—not her heart—that fell for her man.

In some cases, it is the woman’s stomach—not her heart—that has left her man for another.

The only thing I hate about good people is that they like making their being good people bad people’s problem.

We are, or rather our natural desire to evade pain and to attain pleasure is, the primary reason we do or say every single thing we do or say.

*Prostitution* is a euphemism for rape incidents that the victim and the economy profits from.

Every single good person is a good person for their own sake, not for the sake of humanity, not even for the sake of another human being.