You can't postpone sorrow, so why would you postpone happiness?

There is in every artist's studio a scrap heap of discarded works in which the artist's discipline prevailed against his imagination.

Sometimes in life we blow things out of proportion because proportion is so dull.

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

Once an absurdity is accepted as truth, it will seem truer the more absurd it is shown to be.

Eventually you realize that your whole life up to now has been preparation, and you begin to suspect that the rest might be preparation, too.

Today I bent the truth to be kind, and I have no regret, for I am far surer of what is kind than I am of what is true.