The older I get, the less time I want to spend with the part of the human race that didn't marry me.

Through sources, we have obtained the following alien assessment of the human species: The male wants to be valued for what he pretends to be. The female wants to be overvalued for what she truly is.

There is an ongoing battle between conscience and self-interest in which, at some point, we have to take sides.

Each day learn something new, and just as important, relearn something old.

The painter puts brush to canvas, and the poet puts pen to paper. The poet has the easier task, for his pen does not alter his rhyme.

Sometimes, as practice for trying to convince myself that God exists, I try to convince my shadow that the sun exists.

It is hard to resist a flatterer who gets it right.