We always prefer war on our own terms to peace on someone else's.

When the pressures really mount, the neurotic must choose: Shall he have a good cry, or set fire to his neighbor's house?

Those who turn to God for comfort may find comfort but I do not think they will find God.

The neurotic lies awake at night, composing letters to those he hates. He seldom thinks of dropping a line to those he loves.

Every creature stalks some other, catches it, and is caught.

It's impossible to be loyal to your family, your friends, your country, and your principles, all at the same time.

A perfect marriage is one in which "I'm sorry" is said just often enough.