Disillusionment in living is finding that no one can really ever be agreeing with you completely in anything.

Supposing everyone lived at one time what would they say. They would observe that stringing string beans is universal.

Whoever said money can't buy happiness didn't know where to shop

The difference between saints, forget-me-nots, and mountains, have to, have to, have to at a time.

As there was never any question there was never any answer.

No one is ahead of his time, it is only that the particular variety of creating his time is the one that his contemporaries who are also creating their own time refuse to accept. For a very long time everybody refuses and then almost without a pause almost everybody accepts. In the history of the refused in the arts and literature the rapidity of the change is always startling.

Counting is the religion of this generation it is its hope and its salvation.