Live in the past, but don't remember too much.

The God worth worshipping is the one who pays us the compliment of self - regulation, and we might return it by minding our own business.

Whatever you think matters - doesn't. Follow this rule, and you will add decades to your life.

A five-year old is in a pretty good position to assess who is beautiful and who is not. Removed from the confusions of sexuality, he or she can judge a face as a face.

Remote control. Ingenious contradiction of terms. Fits like a handshake. Aims like a gun.

Live in the past, but don't remember too much.

One senses, in all autobiography, a straining toward perfection, perfection of a kind that connects the individual with a cosmic pattern which, because it is perfect in itself, verifies that individuals own potential perfection.