Silence is the bluntest of blunt instruments. It seems to hammer you into the ground. It drives you deeper and deeper into your own guilt. It makes the voices inside your head accuse you more viciously than any outside voices ever could.

Where is Hollywood located? Chiefly between the ears. In that part of the American brain lately vacated by God.

Love is serene and calm

Friends love misery, in fact. Sometimes, especially if we are too lucky or too successful or too pretty, our misery is the only thing that endears us to our friends.

We find our calling or it finds us, and it's a sin against the fates not to use your talent when you have it.

is there not an Arabick Proverb which goes, 'No one throws Stones at a Barren Tree'?

Exceptional people are often called crazy by the ordinary world.