There's no point in being unhappy about growing older. Just think of the millions who have been denied the privilege.

Who is omnipotent or wise enough to decide each new standard of good taste? Or sensitivity?

One pretends to do something, or copy someone or some teacher, until it can be done confidently and easily in what becomes one's own style

I'm a fatheaded guy, full of pain. It tore me up not having you.

I began by acting like the person I wanted to be, and eventually I became that person.

I improve on misquotation.

My formula for living is quite simple. I get up in the morning and I go to bed at night. In between, I occupy myself as best I can.