Don't cry, I'm sorry to have deceived you so much, but that's how life is.

There is nothing more atrociously cruel than an adored child.

If I correctly understand the sense of this succinct observation, our poet suggests here that human life is but a series of footnotes to a vast obscure unfinished masterpiece.

Those Eggheadsareterrible Philistines. A realgood head is not oval but round.

Chess problems demand from the composer the same virtues that characterize all worthwhile art: originality, invention, conciseness, harmony, complexity, and splendid insincerity

Another tormentor inquired if it was true that I had installed two ping-pong tables in my basement. I asked, was it a crime? No, he said, but why two? Is that a crime? I countered, and they all laughed.

It's a pity one can't imagine what one can't compare to anything. Genius is an African who dreams up snow.