To the wingless a more interesting phenomenon is their (W/E Egg) dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size.

Nicole's world had fallen to pieces, but it was only a flimsy and scarcely created world; beneath it her emotions and instincts fought on.

Happiness, remarked Maury Noble one day, is only the first hour after the alleviation of some especially intense misery.

You seem to take things so personally, hating people and worshipping them--always thinking people are so important--especially yourselves. You just ask to be kicked around. I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it--on the inside.

He had been full of the idea so long, dreamed it right through to the end, waited with his teeth set, so to speak, at an inconceivable pitch of intensity. Now, in the reaction, he was running down like an overwound clock.

Optimism is the content of small men in high places.

I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.