that is not the last word; it is not even an apt word; it is a dead word from ten years back.

I am annoyed to find myself continually described by people whom I have never set eyes on as bad-tempered.

If politicians and scientists were lazier, how much happier we should all be

Beware of writing to me. I always answer ... My father spent the last 20 years of his life writing letters. If someone thanked him for a wedding present, he thanked them for thanking him and there was no end to the exchange but death.

Your actions, and your action alone, determines your worth.

His heart; some long word at the heart. He is dying of a long word.

For in that city [New York] there is neurosis in the air which the inhabitants mistake for energy.