I think of death as a glad awakening from this troubled sleep which we call life; as an emancipation from a world, which, beautiful though it may be, is still a land of captivity.

Study how to do the most good and let the pay take care of itself.

I abhor a hoe. I am fond of flowers but not of dirt, and had rather buy them than cultivate them.

In New York - whose subway trains in particular have been "tattooed" with an energy to put our own rude practitioners to shame - not an inch of free space is spared except that of advertisements.

Every life is a march from innocence, through temptation, to virtue or vice.

Religion is not a conclusion of the reason.

Postmodernism represents a moment of suspension before the batteries are recharged for the new millennium, an acknowledgment that preceding the future is a strange and hybrid interregnum that might be called the last gasp of the past.