Travelling, I worry about luggage, prices, and strange food. At home, I am free to broaden my mind by thinking about the higher things.

Once discover comfort, and there is no turning back.

Opportunity often goes begging. Luck, never.

Strict rules of evidence would destroy psychoanalysis and literary criticism.

Reclusive? The inner city will secure your privacy better than any desert cave.

Never trust the judgment of an enthusiastic man; never trust the promises of a lazy one.

Generosity knows how to count, but refrains.