Recalling days of sadness, memories haunt me. Recalling days of happiness, I haunt my memories.

A vacation trip is one-third pleasure, fondly remembered, and two-thirds aggravation, entirely forgotten.

Few are humble, for it takes a self-esteem few possess.

You can be happy with someone who likes you despite your faults - until you meet someone who likes your faults.

Sometimes I wonder — if I were drop-dead handsome, and every woman I met actually dropped dead, would I ever get tired of it?

If you keep rephrasing the question, it gradually becomes the answer.

See yourself always as cause, and perhaps a better world will be found among your effects.