It is strange how often a heart must be broken Before the years can make it wise.
The Collected PoemsI would, quite often, like to be grownup, wise, and sophisticated. But these gifts are not mine.
A Circle of QuietWhoever is to be wise despises himself. Only the ignorant trust their own judgement.
The Dermis ProbeNo, that is the great fallacy: the wisdom of old men. They do not grow wise. They grow careful.
A Farewell to Arms