As we are human, we can't do what we can't do; as we're neurotic, we can't do what we can.

Mumps, measles, and puppy love are terrible after twenty.

Neurotics are anxiety prone, accident prone, and often just prone.

We have a terror of seeming to exert ourselves, lest it be noticed that we exerted ourselves and did not succeed.

It's awesome to realize that if your greatest potential talent is for riding a bicycle upside down on a high wire, you will somehow discover it.

Love is often gentle, desire always a rage.

We sometimes feel that we have been really understood, but it was always long ago, by someone now dead.