Men like to pursue an elusive woman like a cake of wet soap - even men who hate baths.

The old say, "I remember when." The young say, "What's the news?"

There is indeed no such thing in life as absolute darkness; one's eyes revolt and hasten to fill the vacuum by floating in sparks, dream patterns, figures whimsical and figures grotesque, shifting and clad in complementary colors, to appease the indignant cups and rods of the retina.

To take the world as one finds it

When the waitress puts the dinner on the table, the old men look at the dinner. The young men look at the waitress.

To make fun of a person to his face is a brutal way of amusing one's self; be delicate and cunning, and keep your laugh in your sleeve, lest you frighten away your game.

Old friends, we say, are best, when some sudden disillusionment shakes our faith in a new comrade.