I Am Mentally Bifocal.

Never, If You Can Possibly Help It, Write A Novel. It Is, In The First Place, A Thoroughly Unsocial Act. It Makes One Obnoxious To One's Family And To One's Friends. One Sits About For Many Weeks, Months, Even Years, In The Worst Cases, In A State Of Stupefaction.

Doing And Being Are Very Closely Tied Together, And Unless You Are Doing What You Secretly Want To Do, You Aren't Able To Be The Sort Of Person You Want To Be.

There Are Many Ways Of Breaking A Heart. Stories Were Full Of Hearts Broken By Love, But What Really Broke A Heart Was Taking Away Its Dream -- Whatever That Dream Might Be.

Love Can Never Be A Sin. It Can Be Only A Blessing. Even If You're Not Loved In Return -- Though I Can't Imagine That -- To Love Is A Proof Of Life -- Indeed, It's The Only Proof, For Once You Can't Love Another Human Being, You're Not Alive.

Our Society Must Make It Right And Possible For Old People Not To Fear The Young Or Be Deserted By Them, For The Test Of A Civilization Is The Way That It Cares For Its Helpless Members.