We often pray to be better, when in truth we only want to feel better.

You can't truthfully explain your smallest action without fully revealing your character.

Fields can lie fallow but we can't; we have less time.

In retrospect, our triumphs could as easily have happened to someone else; but our defeats are uniquely our own.

The neurotic lies awake at night, composing letters to those he hates. He seldom thinks of dropping a line to those he loves.

Be glad that you're greedy; the national economy would collapse if you weren't.

Few novels or plays could exist without at least one troublemaker in the group, and perhaps life couldn't either.