We learn nothing by being right.
To some people the impossible is impossible.
Friendship is a difficult, dangerous job. It is also (though we rarely admit it) extremely exhausting.
Irony is the hygiene of the mind.
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.
It is never good dwelling on good-byes ... it is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting.