Do," said Louisa finally, "whatever you can't not do.

Many children are natural fantasists, I think, perhaps because their imaginations have yet to be clobbered into submission by experience.

Whoever opined "Money can't buy you happiness" obviously had far too much of the stuff.

People pontificate, "Suicide is selfishness." Career churchmen like Pater go a step further and call in a cowardly assault on the living. Oafs argue this specious line for varying reason: to evade fingers of blame, to impress one's audience with one's mental fiber, to vent anger, or just because one lacks the necessary suffering to sympathize. Cowardice is nothing to do with it - suicide takes considerable courage. Japanese have the right idea. No, what's selfish is to demand another to endure an intolerable existence, just to spare families, friends, and enemies a bit of soul-searching.

As long as you can Houdini your way out of the Sisyphean constraints then originality happens.

Peace, though beloved of our Lord, is a cardinal virtue only if your neighbors share your conscience.

The body is the outermost layer of the mind.