Quoting, like smoking, is a dirty habit to which I am devoted.

It's hard to be happy, and safe, and applauded in a miserable world.

Ideas move fast when their time comes.

Life has this in common with prizefighting: if you've received a belly blow, it's likely to be followed by a right to the jaw.

That is the point of quotations. One can use another's words to be insulting.

People who are genuinely involved in life, not just living a routine they've contrived to protect them from disaster, always seem to have more demanded of them than they can easily take on.

The compulsion to find a lover and husband in a single person has doomed more women to misery than any other illusion.