It's a sad day when you find out that it's not accident or time or fortune, but just yourself that kept things from you.

Decisions, particularly important ones, have always made me sleepy, perhaps because I know that I will have to make them by instinct, and thinking things out is only what other people tell me I should do.

Fashions in sin change.

Haven't you lived in the South long enough to know that nothing is ever anybody's fault?

Decision by democratic majority vote is a fine form of government, but it's a stinking way to create.

Nobody knows what you want except you. And nobody will be as sorry as you if you don't get it. Wanting some other way to live is proof enough of deserving it. Having it is hard work, but not having it is sheer hell.

Guilt is often an excuse for not thinking.