beautiful December grapes, blue as plums, every grape a little skinful of sweet, tasteless water

It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts.

You don't think before you do something foolish. You do your thinking afterwards.

A kindly gesture bestowed by us on an animal arouses prodigies of understanding and gratitude.

A pretty little collection of weaknesses and a terror of spiders are our indispensable stock-in-trade with the men...

I believe there are more urgent and honorable occupations than the incomparable waste of time we call suffering.

beautiful December grapes, blue as plums, every grape a little skinful of sweet, tasteless water