Rome wasn't built in A.D.

I suppose we all have our recollections of our earlier holidays, all bristling with horror.

Another day gone and no jokes.

Hell goes round and round. In shape it is circular, and by nature it is interminable, repetitive, and nearly unbearable.

Having placed in my mouth sufficient bread for three minutes' chewing, I withdrew my powers of sensual perception and retired into the privacy of my mind, my eyes and face assuming a vacant and preoccupied expression. I reflected on the subject of my spare-time literary activities. One Beginning and one ending for a book was a thing I did not agree with. A good book may have three openings entirely dissimilar and inter-related only in the prescience of the author, or for that matter one hundred times as many endings.

still loved but deprived of grace

The first beginnings of wisdom...is to ask questions but never to answer any.