Suspicion of happiness is in our blood.
What kind of life a dog . . . acquires. I have sometimes tried to imagine by kneeling or lying full length on the ground and looking up. The world then becomes strangely incomplete; one sees little but legs.
Women who make men talk better than they are accustomed to are always popular.
I am a believer in punctuality though it makes me very lonely
Few women and fewer men have enough character to be idle.
The art of life is to show your hand.