To stretch the truth is to tell a lie.

Sometimes love needs a rest from caring, and so bears for an intolerable few hours the guilt of not caring.

Genius is a plodding intellect, incapable of dreaming up the obstacles that stop the rest of us.

There is no expert on what happiness is but many on what it might have been.

A good marriage is each for the other and two against the world.

There are secrets I will take to the grave and others I'd feel safer having cremated.

I suppose I will die never knowing what pumpkin pie tastes like when you have room for it.