I feel disappointed, but I don't remember just what I expected.
With age, comfort becomes more seductive than beauty.
Flattery and insults raise the same question: What do you want?
The Insignificance of Man is a congenial theme; my own insignificance is a sore point.
Anyone who feels like a fool has made a good beginning.
Placing the extraordinary at the center of the ordinary, as realism does, is a great comfort to us stay-at-homes.