Happiness is the moment when you cease to make an inventory of joys; it is a glow, a brightness - never a list.

Happiness is the moment when you cease to make an inventory of joys; it is a glow, a brightness - never a list.

You don't have to signal a social conscience by looking like a frump. Lace knickers won't hasten the holocaust, you can ban the bomb in a feather boa just as well as without, and a mild interest in the length of hemlines doesn't necessarily disqualify you from reading Das Kapital and agreeing with every word.

Endurance is frequently a form of indecision.

Irony is the hygiene of the mind.

It is sometimes the man who opens the door who is the last to enter the room.

To others we are not ourselves but a performer in their lives cast for a part we do not even know that we are playing.