We do survive every moment, after all, except the last one.

Government is either organized benevolence or organized madness; its peculiar magnitude permits no shading.

Every marriage tends to consist of an aristocrat and a peasant. Of a teacher and a learner.

A writer's self-consciousness, for which he is much scorned, is really a mode of interestedness, that inevitably turns outward.

Not judginess, but openness and curiosity are our proper business. I'm still trying to educate myself. I don't think you need to keep rehearsing your instincts. Far better to seek out models of what you can't do.

The muttered hint, "Remember, you have a stroke here," freezes my joints like a blast from Siberia.

All men are mortal, and therefore all men are losers; our profoundest loyalty goes out to the failed.