Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit.

A person loves to talk about his illnesses although that is the least interesting part of his life.

One must not put a loaded rifle on the stage if no one is thinking of firing it.

Fine. Since the tea is not forthcoming, let's have a philosophical conversation.

Critics are like horse-flies which hinder the horses in their plowing of the soil. The horse works, all its muscles drawn tight like the strings on a double-bass, and a fly settles on his flanks and tickles and buzzes. And what does the fly buzz about? It scarcely knows itself; simply because it is restless and wants to proclaim: 'Look, I too am living on the earth. See, I can buzz, too, buzz about anything.'

To judge between good or bad, between successful and unsuccessful would take the eye of a God.

..when one has no real life, one lives by mirages. It's still better than nothing.