The time to begin most things is ten years ago.
The neurotic's strongest fantasy is that he has no fantasies. The real is very real to him, the unreal even more so.
We are irritated by rascals, intolerant of fools, and prepared to love the rest. But where are they?
There's an awful lot of blood around that water is thicker than.
Nobody ever loved anybody like everybody wants to be loved.
There's something in every atheist, itching to believe, and something in every believer, itching to doubt.