People are either charming or tedious.
A flower blossoms for its own joy.
Even now I cannot help feeling that it is a mistake to think that the passion one feels in creation is ever really shown in the work one creates.
The man who says his wife can't take a joke, forgets that she took him.
Consistency is the last refuge of the unimagininative.
I summed up all systems in a phrase, and all existence in an epigram.