Those who talk on the razor-edge of double-meanings pluck the rarest blooms from the precipice on either side.
If you want to be thought a liar, always tell the truth
Give me a bed and a book and I am happy.
Most people sell their souls, and live with a good conscience on the proceeds.
So, I never lose a sense of the whimsical and perilous charm of daily life, with its meetings and words and accidents.
Self-respecting people do not care to peep at their reflections in unexpected mirrors, or to see themselves as others see them.