Failure makes us envious. Success makes us greedy.
Small faults and virtues are for daily life. The big ones are for emergencies.
Eagerness to please attracts bullies and bores.
Writing about an idea frees me of it. Thinking about it is a circle of repetitions.
New York loves itself in an unkind and fanatical way.
The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.