Ideas are substitutes for sorrows...
Why write stories? To join the conversation.
One can have a wit, but not a witless
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.
A lie never grows old.
I did it thirty-five minutes ago.
Nature of course is the best guide in the matter of choosing a pursuit.
It is the power of the mind to be unconquerable.
A decent boldness ever meets with friends.
The charity that is a trifle to us can be precious to others.
I have a kind of old-fashioned, artisan approach.
Loss is so paradoxical: It is at once enormous and tiny.
Stupidity often saves a man from going mad.
Apology is only egotism wrong side out.
Grow we must, if we outgrow all that loves us.
Nothing is so common-place as to wish to be remarkable.
A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of.
The cow is of the bovine ilk; one end is moo, the other milk.
The absence of limitations is the enemy of art.
A man is an angel that has gone deranged.
The problem with introspection is that it has no end.
