I often pray, though I'm not really sure Anyone's listening; and I phrase it carefully, just in case He's literary.

With men, as with women, the main struggle is between vanity and comfort; but with men, comfort often wins.

The neurotic's strongest fantasy is that he has no fantasies. The real is very real to him, the unreal even more so.

The neurotic always wishes people would let him alone - until they do.

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

The fault we admit to is seldom the fault we have, but it has a certain relationship to it, a somewhat similar shape, like that of a sleeve to an arm.

If the second marriage really succeeds, the first one didn't really fail.