It is the final proof of God’s omnipotence that he need not exist in order to save us.
Sometimes I write drunk and revise sober, and sometimes I write sober and revise drunk. But you have to have both elements in creation – the Apollonian and the Dionysian, or spontaneity and restraint, emotion and discipline.
The bonds of matrimony are like any other bonds – they mature slowly.
When I see a paragraph shrinking under my eyes like a strip of bacon in a skillet, I know I’m on the right track.
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.
A hundred years ago Hester Prynne of The Scarlet Letter was given an A for adultery; today she would rate no better than a C-plus.
The universe is like a safe to which there is a combination. But the combination is locked up in the safe.
I was thinking that we all learn by experience, but some of us have to go to summer school.
What baffles me is the comfort people find in the idea that somebody dealt this mess. Blind and meaningless chance seems to me so much more congenial – or at least less horrible. Prove to me that there is a God and I will really begin to despair.
What we are assigned to bear is in a sense a measure of our stature.
Rather than waste precious time arguing, I went up and started serving my “sentence” without delay. It was usually about an hour for epigrams; somewhat longer for a paradox.
I suppose I shall marry eventually One does that, one drifts into stability.
We pay for security with boredom, for adventure with bother.
Do you believe in astrology? -I don’t even believe in astronomy.
People rarely do what they don’t want to.
How do you expect mankind to be happy in pairs when it is miserable separately?
Why is the awfulness of families such a popular reason for starting another?
Time heals nothing-which should make us better able to minister.
Marriage has driven more than one man to sex.
We are nothing but a string of gut on a stick of bone riding this piece of astral soot for one piteous splinter of eternity.