If you find someone who makes you smile, who checks up on you often to see if you're okay. Who watches out or you and wants the best for you. Who loves and respects you. Don't let them go. People like that are hard to find.

I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book we are reading doesn't wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for?

Now I can look at you in peace; I don't eat you any more.

How pathetically scanty my self-knowledge is compared with, say, my knowledge of my room. There is no such thing as observation of the inner world, as there is of the outer world.

A lawyer is a person who writes a 10,000-word document and calls it a "brief."

I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.

What is written is merely the dregs of experience.