Truth in art is the unity of a thing with itself: the outward rendered expressive of the inward: the soul made incarnate: the body instinct with spirit. For this reason there is no truth comparable to sorrow.

Fruitcake is like semen, there's a lot of it about but no one wants to swallow it

How does one cure the soul? Through the senses

Always be a little unexpected.

I can resist everything except temptation.

There is no feeling more comforting and consoling than knowing you are right next to the one you love.

Learn to differentiate between ignorance and stupidity.