If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.

It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.

Friendship is a mysterious and ocean-bottom thing. Who can know the outer ranges of it? Perhaps no human being has ever explored its limits.

Justice, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.

Through indiscriminate suffering men know fear, and fear is the most divine emotion. It is the stones for altars and the beginning of wisdom.

The spirit of the marriage left the bedroom and took to living in the parlor.

Trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow.