My father liked to moralize, and so do I. But he was in earnest, while I am embarrassed and pretend that I am merely being witty.

Nature often seems like an idea that has had its day.

Humor does not rescue us from unhappiness, but enables us to move back from it a little.

Charity does not like arithmetic; selfishness worships it.

My self-absorption warms me; yours boils me.

Many pains are imaginary, but all joys are real.

Old photograph: amid the set poses of her family, a young girl smiles and raises her hand a little.