A doctor recently described to me "benign positional vertigo": it means you get dizzy in certain positions, but you can get over it without necessarily changing the position. Change "vertigo" to "anxiety," and you've summed up the neurotic's plight.

Without enthusiasm, virtue functions not at all, and vice only poorly.

Many of us are equal to life's emergencies who cannot bear its day-after-dayness.

Women are good listeners, but it's a waste of time telling your troubles to a man unless there's something specific you want him to do.

A parent who has never apologized to his children is a monster. If he's always apologizing, his children are monsters.

Naturally, the neurotic wants you to love him twice as much, for he's going to cut it in half anyway.

Learn a little of anything, and you're ready to proselytize.