The one charm of the past is that it is the past.
It's ugly, but is it art?
The more one judges, the less one loves.
The hospital bulked darkly in the darkness.
I prefer true over happy now.
So. Lie there, my art.
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.
