It is useless, after all, to complain against inexorable reality.

But, for instance, when I was awfully young, I read all the Oz books. They were an enormous influence on me.

I thought that automobiles were going to have mufflers and go fast and airplanes were going to fly fast.

But I'm so slow on it because I find it terribly hard writing blind on computers. The computer speaks to me, but it's just so slow, I'm so terribly slow using it.

If there were no such creatures as minstrel-maidens, it would be necessary to invent them.

In the end, death came uniformly to all, and all extracted as much satisfaction from their dying as this essentially graceless process could afford.

While we are alive we should sit among colored lights and taste good wines, and discuss our adventures in far places; when we are dead, the opportunity is past.