That’s why God created marriage, so people wouldn’t have to fight with strangers.
In romance, as in life, you only learn when you’re losing.
When you’re old you feast on your memories, and if you spend too much time on exercise, you may get old and not have many.
Honesty is a rare commodity in a palace, and that is why so many fairy-tale marriages end up on the rocks.
The great unrequited love tears open your heart to the beauty of the world, its small rivers and upland meadows. It also makes you kinder to the next hundred thousand persons who cross your path.
Men peak at age nineteen and go downhill.
The problem with paradise is that it’s temporary: You don’t belong here and the neighbors are nobody you care to know, so it’s only blissful for a week or so.
Possessing the ideal makes a person nervous: you sense the inevitable decline just ahead.
A good friend is a person who thinks you’re one of the good eggs, even if he knows you’re a little cracked.
Face it: a nation that maintains a 72% approval rating on George W. Bush is a nation with a very loose grip on reality.
People always are encouraging about a terrible loss, so that sometimes the loser would like to strangle them.
An interesting thing about New York City is that the subways run through the sewers.
Love has the power to rescue us and not let go, otherwise it isn’t love.
Ha! Easy for nuns to talk about giving up things. That’s what they do for a living.
Don’t worry about the past and don’t try to solve the future.
Age doesn’t always bring wisdom. Sometimes age comes alone.
I think that if writers are tempted to do other things, they ought to go do other things. They should not write if they don’t feel like it. I say this as a competitor. I am not interested in encouraging people who are in competition with me.
There’s no mastery to be had. You love the attempt. You don’t master a story any more than you master a river. You feel lucky to canoe down it.
The majority of people who keel over dead at concerts are killed by a long trumpet passage.
Some of us have a relentless urge to attempt what we can never be good at and neglect our true calling.