Unhappiness Does Make People Look Stupid.

Distrust Even Mathematics; Albeit So Sublime And Highly Perfected, We Have Here A Machine Of Such Delicacy It Can Only Work In Vacuo, And One Grain Of Sand In The Wheels Is Enough To Put Everything Out Of Gear. One Shudders To Think To What Disaster Such A Grain Of Sand May Bring A Mathematical Brain. Remember Pascal.

It Is Not Customary To Love What One Has.

Religion Has Done Love A Great Service By Making It A Sin.

A Writer Is Rarely So Well Inspired As When He Talks About Himself.

Chance Is The Pseudonym God Uses When He'd Rather Not Sign His Own Name.