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.

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

The pleasure or the benefit that the object of our deed derives from it is every now and then greater or even more important than the one we derive from the deed.

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.

No single bad person regards themselves as a bad person.

To label someone as selfless is symptomatic of having bought the preposterous claim that a human being can have great concern for other human beings and little concern for themselves, or that, when taken to extremes, a human being can have great concern for other human beings and absolutely no concern for themselves.

It is humanly impossible to be selfless. As a matter of fact, human beings are inherently selfish.