My doctor is nice; every time I see him, I'm ashamed of what I think of doctors in general.

In life, as in restaurants, we swallow a lot of indigestible stuff just because it comes with the dinner.

Men prefer brief praise, pitched high; women are satisfied with praise in a lower key, just so it goes on and on.

The neurotic circles ceaselessly above a fogged-in airport.

The neurotic listens to weather reports about Small Craft Warnings, and he thinks: They're talking about me.

When women feel they have learned to forgive their mothers - and men, their fathers - all it usually means is that they've decided to allow themselves the same kind of behavior.

Nostalgia for what we have lost is more bearable than nostalgia for what we have never had, for the first involves knowledge and pleasure, the second only ignorance and pain.