I don’t care about truth. I want some happiness.
The strongest guard is placed at the gateway to nothing. Maybe because the condition of emptiness is too shameful to be divulged.
Well, I can’t describe her exactly-except to say that she was beautiful. She was-tremendously alive.
A man’s social rank is determined by the amount of bread he eats in a sandwich.
Beware the artist who’s an intellectual also. The artist who doesn’t fit.
It’s not a slam at you when people are rude, it’s a slam at the people they’ve met before.
I love this simply because it’s cute, and I guess it’s a sign of the times in many respect. It’s pretty much saying you complete me, only in the sweetest way possible.
The cleverly expressed opposite of any generally accepted idea is worth a fortune to somebody.
Egyptian Proverb: The worst things: To be in bed and sleep not, To want for one who comes not, To try to please and please not.
Almost everybody can be imagined as either a cat or a dog.
Learn young about hard work and manners – and you’ll be through the whole dirty mess and nicely dead again before you know it.
There has never been an American tragedy. There have only been great failures.
Having once found the intensity of art, nothing else that can happen in life can ever again seem as important as the creative process.
In short, you have only your emotions to sell. This is the experience of all writers.
My generation of radicals and breakers-down never found anything to take the place of the old virtues of work and courage and the old graces of courtesy and politeness.
Cut out all these exclamation jokes. An explanation point is like laughing at your own joke. I’m going to delete you from my contacts if you keep sending solely emoji texts. You’re a grown-ass man.
Young people do not perceive at once that the giver of wounds is the enemy and the quoted tattle merely the arrow.
I talk with the authority of failure – Ernest with the authority of success. We could never sit across the same table again.
There was even a recurrent idea in America about an education that would leave out history and the past, that should be a sort of equipment for aerial adventure, weighed down by none of the stowaways of inheritance or tradition.
Once I thought that Lake Forest was the most glamorous place in the world. Maybe it was.