Words can sting like anything, but silence breaks the heart.

suffering is as necessary to entertaining as vermouth is to a Martini - a small but vital ingredient.

O, merry is the Optimist, With the troops of courage leaguing. But a dour trend In any friend Is somehow less fatiguing.

Time is the thief you cannot banish.

Children from ten to twenty don't want to be understood. Their whole ambition is to feel strange and alien and misinterpreted so that they can live austerely in some stone tower of adolescence, their privacies unviolated.

Sin has always been an ugly word, but it has been made so in a new sense over the last half-century. It has been made not only ugly but pass?. People are no longer sinful, they are only immature or underprivileged or frightened or, more particularly, sick.

Wherever conversation's flowing, / Why must I feel it falls on me / To keep things going?