It's hard to feel middle-aged, because how can you tell how long you are going to live?

Neurotics are sure that no one understands them, and they wouldn't have it any other way.

We have a terror of seeming to exert ourselves, lest it be noticed that we exerted ourselves and did not succeed.

There are whole years for which I hope I'll never be cross-examined, for I could not give an alibi.

Your money, or your life. We know what to do when a burglar makes this demand of us, but not when God does.

We are like people with short-term leases on summer cottages; we can never seem to make our provisions come out even with our stay.

Even in the same family, one child will always instinctively know when to ask for things, and another won't.