Despair is anger with no place to go.
Every day of our lives we are on the verge of making those slight changes that would make all the difference.
We cough because we can't help it, but others do it on purpose.
The know-nothings are, unfortunately, seldom the do-nothings.
There's nothing wrong with most men's egos that the kowtowing of a headwaiter can't cure.
As we are human, we can't do what we can't do; as we're neurotic, we can't do what we can.