If we would see others as they see themselves, our shyness would soon become compassion.

If I choose abstraction over reality, it is because I consider it the lesser chaos.

It's a nasty divorce when they can't agree on how to divvy up the His and Hers towels.

There is an instinct in a woman to love most her own child - and an instinct to make any child who needs her love, her own.

Know thyself, or at least keep renewing the acquaintance.

When I am gone, my love, do not look for me in the places we used to go to together. Look for me in the places we always planned to go to together.

If there be no God, then what is truth but the average of all lies.