It seemed that up until this moment she had been only half alive.
Everything matters, but nothing matters very much.
Adultery is not a crime, it's an amusement.
The only genius that's worth anything is the genius for hard work.
... maybe that's all anyone who writes or paints or sculpts is doing anyway -- excusing themselves for refusing to live like other people or be like them.
I've got a penny-ante talent, out of which I try to drum up a living for myself. And what nobody seems to realize is that it's just as difficult to get a bad idea as a good one.