[O]ne can scarcely be frightened off writing what one wants to write for fear an obscure reviewer should patronise one on that account.
How fleeting are all human passions compared to the massive continuity of ducks.
As I grow older and older, And totter toward the tomb, I find that I care less and less, Who goes to bed with whom.
I always have a quotation for everything - it saves original thinking.
Paradoxical as it may seem, to believe in youth is to look backward; to look forward we must believe in age.
A human being must have occupation, of he or she is not to become a nuisance to the world.