A good neighbor sometimes cuts your morning up to mince-meat of the very smallest talk, then helps to sugar her bohea at night with your reputation.

God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers, And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face, A gauntlet with a gift in it.

Experience, like a pale musician, holds a dulcimer of patience in his hand.

Every age, Through being beheld too close, is ill-discerned By those who have not lived past it.

True knowledge comes only through suffering.

It was not the apple on the tree but the pair on the ground that caused the trouble in the garden of Eden.

Don't get me wrong-painting's all right. But now that we have photography, what's the point?