Labor is work that leaves no trace behind it when it is finished.

In morals as in politics anarchy is not for the weak.

Maybe any action becomes cowardly once you stop to reason about it.

I'm afraid I'm not sufficiently inhibited about the things that other women are inhibited about for me. They feel that you've given away trade secrets.

Venice, as a city, was a foundling, floating upon the waters like Moses in his basket among the bulrushes.

You can date the evolving life of a mind, like the age of a tree, by the rings of friendship formed by the expanding central trunk.

Venice is the worlds unconscious: a misers glittering hoard, guarded by a Beast whose eyes are made of white agate, and by a saint who is really a prince who has just slain a dragon.