Bourbon does for me what the piece of cake did for Proust.
I sometimes think novelists write about sex in order to avoid boring themselves to death.
Why has the South produced so many good writers? Because we got beat.
Where there is chance of gain, there is also chance of loss. Whenever one courts great happiness, one also risks malaise.
Boredom is the self being stuffed with itself.
What nuns don't realize is that they look better in nun clothes than J.C. Penney pantsuits.