To smoke or not to smoke: I can make of either a life-work.
In youth we are plagued by desire; in later years, by the desire to feel desire.
Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.
Whether or not you love television, you’ve got to admit that it certainly loves itself.
Spiritual sloth, or acedia, was known as The Sin of the Middle Ages. It’s the sin of my middle age, too.
The two main hazards of psychoanalysis: that it might fail, and that if it succeeds, you’ll never be able to forgive yourself for all those wasted years.
The fear of being laughed at makes cowards of us all.
I tell you this, and I tell you plain: What you have done, you will do again; You will bite your tongue, careful or not, Upon the already-bitten spot.
We catch frightful glimpses of ourselves in the hostile eyes of others.
Desire creates havoc when it is the only thing between two people, or when it is what’s missing.
I often pray, though I’m not really sure Anyone’s listening; and I phrase it carefully, just in case He’s literary.
God doesn’t measure His bounty, but oh how we do!
God is less careful than General Motors, for He floods the world with factory rejects.
People are like birds: on the wing, all beautiful; up close, all beady little eyes.
We wake in the night, to stereophonic silence.
The past is strapped to our backs. We do not have to see it; we can always feel it.
Every American child should grow up knowing a second language, preferably English.
What a shame that allowances have to stop with the teens: both those that are paid to us and those that are made for us.
It’s wonderful to watch a pretty woman with character grow beautiful.
Many things can make you miserable for weeks; few can bring you a whole day of happiness.