Sometimes happiness consists of finding the right balance of misery.

But the truth is that no person ever understands another, from beginning to end of life, there is no truth that can be known, only the story we imagine to be true, the story they really believe to be true about themselves; and all of them lies.

It is possible to have words come to your mind, and still refrain from speaking them aloud.

One judge is coughing his life out into bloody handkerchiefs and the other is burying his wife, and you think this is how God answers your prayers?

He kissed her and killed her then dumped her body in the river.

When you have wisdom that another person knows that he needs, you give it freely. But when the other person doesn't yet know that he needs your wisdom you keep it to yourself. Food only looks good to a hungry man.

Your ego-depletion seems problematically difficult to assuage.