The more decisions that you are forced to make alone, the more you are aware of your freedom to choose.

It is very necessary to have markers of beauty left in a world seemingly bent on making the most evil ugliness.

The public for which masterpieces are intended is not of this earth.

Marriage is a bribe to make a housekeeper think she's a householder.

We do not choose the day of our birth nor may we choose the day of our death, yet choice is the sovereign faculty of the mind.

Many who have spent a lifetime in it can tell us less of love than the child that lost a dog yesterday.

How do you know what the world is like? Do you know the world is a foul sty? Do you know if you rip the fronts off houses you'd find swine? The world's a hell. What does it matter what happens in it?