Of the Seven Dwarfs, the only one who shaved was Dopey. That should tell us something about the wisdom of shaving.

And who ever said the world was fair, little lady? Maybe death is fair, but certainly not life. We must accept the unfairness as proof of the sublime flux of existence, the capricious music of the universe- and go on about our tasks

I don't want to give the impression that I hold daily conversations with my household appliances, although my toaster is as old as Drew Barrymore and almost as talented.

I am cheerful. I don't know if I'm happy. There is a difference, you know.

If the novelist isn't surprised by where his book ends up, he or she probably hasn't written anything worth remembering.

My desire was no less than before, you understand, but I no longer identified with the desire. Perhaps that is why taking them too seriously, we not only increase our susceptibility to disappointment, we actually create a climate inhospitable to the free and easy fulfillment of those desires.

Listen, I've been sick ever since I started working here, but today I'm well and I won't be in anymore.