One must choose between obscurity with efficiency, and fame with its inevitable collateral of bluff.

One must choose between obscurity with efficiency, and fame with its inevitable collateral of bluff.

The worldly relations of men and women often form an equation that cancels out without warning when some insignificant factor has been added to either side.

It may be that, while we plodding realists go on, for ever preoccupied with our daily chores, abstracting a microscopic pleasure from each microscopic duty, your true romantic has the truer vision, and beholds, afar off, in all its lurid splendour and terrible proportions, the piquant adventure we call life.

There is nothing like an odor to stir memories.

Responsibility's like a string we can only see the middle of. Both ends are out of sight.

Fear, born of the stern matron Responsibility, sits on one's shoulders like some heavy imp of darkness, and one is preoccupied and, possibly, cantankerous.