A cat, after being scolded, goes about its business. A dog slinks off into a corner and pretends to be doing a serious self-reappraisal.

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

It’s my luck that every time I feel I completely comprehend God’s plan, I don’t have a pencil with me.

Seize every opportunity along the way, for how sad it would be if the road you chose became the road not taken.

Never mind the odds against you. If you doubled your effort, what would the odds against you do — send for reinforcements?

Hamlet at 70: "To sleep, perchance to dream. To awaken, perchance to go to the bathroom."

Among creatures born into chaos, a majority will imagine an order, a minority will question the order, and the rest will be pronounced insane.