Certainty always produces questions, uncertainty statements. It is a balancing law of nature.

Life is painful, nasty and short.. in my case it has only been painful and nasty.

No man needs curing of his individual sickness; his universal malady is what he should look to.

I couldn't ever boil potatoes over the heat of your affection. Your love would never bridge a gap; it wouldn't even fill up the hole that the mice came through.

The very condition of Woman is so subject to Hazard, so complex, and so grievous, that to place her at one moment is but to displace her at the next.

I like my human experience served up with a little silence and restraint. Silence makes experience go further and, when it does die, gives it that dignity common to a thing one had touched and not ravished

To think is to be sick.