There is such a thing as the courage in remaining baffled.

But to say that the race is the metaphor for the life is to miss the point. The race is everything. It obliterates whatever isn't racing. Life is the metaphor for the race.

It is true that there is nothing like a blaze in the hearth to soothe the nerves and restore order to a house.

There is such a thing as the courage in remaining baffled.

There is nothing more seductive — and dangerous — than being listened to.

Have you ever noticed?--people, no matter how beautiful or desirable, invariably will, if observed closely while going about their daily business of keeping alive, begin to seem like monsters.

The simple question 'What color do you want to paint that upstairs room?' might, if we follow things to their logical conclusions, be stated: 'How do I live, knowing that I will one day die and leave you?