We must love one another, yes, yes, that's all true enough, but nothing says we have to like each other. It may be the very recognition of all men as our brothers that accounts for the sibling rivalry, and even enmity, we have toward so many of them.

I suppose I shall marry eventually One does that, one drifts into stability

Love's blindness consists oftener in seeing what is not there than in seeing what is.

Do you believe in astrology? -I don't even believe in astronomy.

We must love one another, yes, yes, that's all true enough, but nothing says we have to like each other.

We are not primarily put on this earth to see through one another, but to see one another through.

Life is a crowded superhighway with bewildering cloverleaf exits on which a man is liable to find himself speeding back in the direction he came.