The world is a kind of spiritual kindergarten where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell "God" with the wrong blocks.

Life is the game that must be played.

For when a woman is left too much alone, sooner or later she begins to think; and no man knows what then she may discover.

Friends: people who borrow my books and set wet glasses on them.

This morning I deleted the hyphen from "hell-bound" and made it one word; this afternoon I redivided it and restored the hyphen.

Two kinds of gratitude: The sudden kind we feel for what we take; the larger kind we feel for what we give.

I mean you last as long as lies.