Life Is A Foreign Language; All Men

A Mind Too Proud To Unbend Over The Small Ridiculosa Of Life Is As Painful As A Library With No Trash In It.

Continually One Faces The Horrible Matter Of Making Decisions. The Solution Is, As Far As Possible, To Avoid Conscious Rational Decisions And Choices; Simply To Do What You Find Yourself Doing; To Float In The Great Current Of Life With As Little Friction As Possible; To Allow Things To Settle Themselves, As Indeed They Do With The Most Infallible Certainty.

Big Shots Are Only Little Shots Who Keep Shooting.

High Heels Were Invented By A Woman Who Had Been Kissed On The Forehead.

Between Ourselves, There Is No Such Thing, Abstractly, As A 'good' Book. A Book Is 'good' Only When It Meets Some Human Hunger Or Refutes Some Human Error.