when you are old and realize that time is running out, you start imagining that you have the cure for all the ills of the world in your hand, and get frustrated because no one pays you any attention.

Every thing in life is a uniform; the only time our bodies are truly in civilian dress is when we're naked.

Age carries with it a double load of guilt.

As my cat would say, all hours are good for sleeping.

Every second that passes is like a door that opens to allow in what has not yet happened, what we call the future, but, to challenge the contradictory nature of what we have just said, perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the future is just an immense void, that the future is just the time on which the eternal present feeds.

A tree weeps when cut down, a dog howls when beaten, but a man matures when offended.

One cannot be too careful with words, they change their minds just as people do.