True self is the part of us that does not change when circumstances do.

Enjoy the insult as you deliver it, before you learn its cost.

Unlike the ambiguity of life, the ambiguity of language does reach a limit.

Only death rescues us from dying.

My taking a seat on the Council of the Fathers caused a desperate fluttering among my ghosts.

If I could do my life over, I would try to cleanse at least my pleasures of self-pity.

General statements omit what we really want to know. Example: some horses run faster than others.