To Be Adult Is To Be Alone.

God, That Checkroom Of Our Dreams.

Stupidity, Outrage, Vanity, Cruelty, Iniquity, Bad Faith, Falsehood - We Fail To See The Whole Array When It Is Facing In The Same Direction As We.

To Be Able To Observe With A Stranger's Eye Helps One To See With An Artist's Eye. What Alienates Us Inspires.

Falsity Cannot Keep An Idea From Being Beautiful; There Are Certain Errors Of Such Ingenuity That One Could Regret Their Not Ranking Among The Achievements Of The Human Mind.

Certain Brief Sentences Are Peerless In Their Ability To Give One The Feeling That Nothing Remains To Be Said.