You spend the first two-thirds of your life asking to be left alone and the last third not having to ask.

The first assumption of an art critic is that the artist meant to paint something else.

There are more martyrs to nonsense than truth, truth preferring missionaries.

Never ask, "What reason do I have to be happy?" Instead ask, "To what purpose can I attach my happiness?

Optimist: Someone who figures that taking a step backwards after taking a step forwards is not a disaster. It's a cha-cha.

Sometimes in life you have an appointment with destiny, and sometimes you just have to get destiny to squeeze you in.

The artist's talent sits uneasy as an object of public acclaim, having been so long an object of private despair.