How some of the writers I come across get through their books without dying of boredom is beyond me.
What’s any artist, but the dregs of his work?
If it is not beautiful for someone, it does not exist.
Power doesn't corrupt people; people corrupt power.
Stupidity is the deliberate cultivation of ignorance.
He walked out into the cold morning asking himself this heretical question: Can you start measuring a minute at any instant you wish?