How can we be scrupulous In a life which, from birth onwards, is so determined To wring us dry of any serenity at all?

The best Thing we can do is to make wherever we're lost in Look as much like home as we can.

The moon is nothing But a circumambulating aphrodisiac Divinely subsidized to provoke the world Into a rising birth-rate

Where in this small-talking world can I find A longitude with no platitude?

We must each find our separate meaning in the persuasion of our days until we meet in the meaning of the world.

I travel light; as light, that is, as a man can travel who will still carry his body around because of its sentimental value.

Imagination is the wide-open eye which leads us always to see truth more vividly.