We waste a lot of time running after people we could have caught by just standing still.

Most of us can easily do two things at once; what's all but impossible is to do one thing at once.

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

My religious position: I think that God could do a lot better, and I'm willing to give Him the chance.

Affairs are just as disillusioning as marriage, and much less restful.

We are keenly aware of the faults of our friends, but if they like us enough it doesn't matter.

If the second marriage really succeeds, the first one didn't really fail.