As we grow older, our capacity for enjoyment shrinks, but not our appetite for it.

The young do not need God, and the old cannot find Him.

The two main hazards of psychoanalysis: that it might fail, and that if it succeeds, you'll never be able to forgive yourself for all those wasted years.

We are never more self-righteous than when giving up what we should have shunned all along.

Men gossip less than women, but mean it.

Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.

Being neurotic is like shooting fish in a barrel, and missing them.