And who says you always have to understand things? You can like them without understanding them -- like 'em better sometimes.

Only the margin left to write on now. I love you, I love you, I love you.

Truthfulness so often goes with ruthlessness.

Time takes the ugliness and horror out of death and turns it into beauty.

... for I know I shall be interrupted-- I shall want to be, really, because life is too exciting to sit still for long.

Perhaps what you call conventionality, I call decency.

Oh, it is wonderful to wake up in the morning with things to look forward to!