Are there any punishments in life but our joys turned against us?
It is harder to cut our gains than to cut our losses.
Seeing through is rarely seeing into.
Blessed are those who give without remembering and take without forgetting.
Talk about the joys of the unexpected, can they compare with the joys of the expected, of finding everything delightfully and completely what you knew it was going to be?
Friendship is a difficult, dangerous job. It is also (though we rarely admit it) extremely exhausting.