To take possession of a city of which you are not a native you must first fall in love there.

Life is tragic but it's equally comic.

The trouble with you, Vic," he said, "is that you think of the world as a sort of huge museum with too many visitors allowed in.

The white May blossom swooned slowly into the open mouth of the grave.

Dostoevsky is such a bad writer it is hard to take him seriously as a novelist, though he is a wonderful philosopher.

Dogs are dim creatures, do not speak to me of their good sense--have you ever heard of a team of tomcats hauling a sled across the frozen wastes?

Where I went, no one could follow. Yet someone managed to hold my hand.