our deeds have even less substance than we ourselves.

the Empire State Building was tall. So what? Just proved New York builders didn't know when to stop at a good story.

Bad enough to make mistakes, without going ahead and marrying them.

one pities most those who loved, and still died. Only those who love, dread death.

It is possible to wish so greatly for the unattained that in time you believe it has been won - indeed, you can even remember the winning of it.

it's been my experience that while impossible things happen frequently, improbable ones never do.

our deeds have even less substance than we ourselves.