What better can any of us do than to reach for our own stars ... and know which they are?

Some people think that doctors and nurses can put scrambled eggs back into the shell.

Everyone bowed to that unwritten law of family life which ordains that, in the long run, everyone submerges his personal preference in the effort to conform to that of the member of the circle who complains most loudly and is most difficult to satisfy.

What's the use of inventing a better system as long as there just aren't enough folks with sense to go around?

Professional psychologists seem to think that they are the only people who make sense out of human actions. The rest of us know that everybody tries to do just this. What else is gossip?

Never since the dawn of human history, as far as I can find out, did people long settled in any region give a friendly welcome to newcomers. One of the disagreeable traits of our human nature seems to be to dislike on sight people who come later than the first settlers.

What a fearfully distracting, perplexing and heart-searching business it is to live.