The joy of a party is the newness of people to each other, renewed strikingness of humanity. They love each other, to distraction. Really to distraction. Before they fall into conversation and separate. ... The strangeness, and the hopes aroused by strangeness, are illusions. Mirages arising wherever people gather expectantly together.

The difference between you and me is that you think to live and I live to think.

Every thought vibrates through the universe.

The joy of a party is the newness of people to each other, renewed strikingness of humanity. They love each other, to distraction. Really to distraction. Before they fall into conversation and separate. ... The strangeness, and the hopes aroused by strangeness, are illusions. Mirages arising wherever people gather expectantly together.

The better you hear a thing put, the more certain you are there's another view.

A happy childhood is perhaps the most-fortunate gift in life.

Death must be got through as life had been, just somehow.