On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.
Broken china lasts longer than unbroken.
When I think of all the books still left for me to read, I am certain of further happiness.
Art: to nudge truth along a little.
In literature, there are only oxen. The biggest ones are the geniuses-the ones who toil eighteen hours a day without tiring.
If one were to build the house of happiness, the largest space would be the waiting room.