I wonder whether if I had an education I should have been more or less a fool that I am.

One has a greater sense of degradation after an interview with a doctor than from any human experience.

What one reads, or rather all that comes to us, is surely only of interest and value in proportion as we find ourselves therein, -- form given to what was vague, what slumbered stirred to life.

It is an immense loss to have all robust and sustaining expletives refined away from one! At. moments of trial refinement is a feeble reed to lean upon.

It is so comic to hear oneself called old, even at ninety I suppose!

The difficulty about all this dying, is that you can't tell a fellow anything about it, so where does the fun come in?

How fatally the entire want of humor cripples the mind.