If I didn't have my parents to think about I'd have given in my notice a long time ago, I'd have gone up to the boss and told him just what I think, tell him everything I would, let him know just what I feel. He'd fall right off his desk! And it's a funny sort of business to be sitting up there at your desk, talking down at your subordinates from up there, especially when you have to go right up close because the boss is hard of hearing.

Sometimes I think I can expiate all my past and future sins through the aching of my bones.

I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.

Writing is a sweet, wonderful reward.

There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.

I am on the hunt for constructions. I come into a room and find them whitely merging in a corner.

The true way goes over a rope which is not stretched at any great height but just above the ground. It seems more designed to make people stumble than to be walked upon.