Minor vices lead to major ones, but minor virtues stay put.
All love is probationary, a fact which frightens women and exhilarates men.
The neurotic feels as though trapped in a gas-filled room where at any moment someone, probably himself, will strike a match.
Pull yourself together' is seldom said to anyone who can.
Luck: when your burst of energy doesn't run afoul of someone else's.
I'm afraid to win, and afraid to lose; I hate a draw and can't stop competing; otherwise I'm fine.