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.

There are times when breakfast seems the one thing worth getting up for.

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

We turned on one another deep, drowned gazes, and exchanged a kiss that reduced my bones to rubber and my brain to gruel.

Look at it this way: Psychoanalysis is a permanent fad.

What baffles me is the comfort people find in the idea that somebody dealt this mess. Blind and meaningless chance seems to me so much more congenial - or at least less horrible. Prove to me that there is a God and I will really begin to despair.

I was thinking that we all learn by experience, but some of us have to go to summer school.