A mist is rolling over the fields. Why is a summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?

Noble deeds and hot baths are the best cures for depression.

Stew's so comforting on a rainy day.

I like seeing people when they can't see me.

And no bathroom on earth will make up for marrying a bearded man you hate.

Perhaps watching someone you love suffer can teach you even more than suffering yourself can.

I am a restlessness inside a stillness inside a restlessness.

I only want to write. And there's no college for that except life.

Perhaps if I make myself write I shall find out what is wrong with me.

It is rather exciting to write by moonlight.

Truthfulness so often goes with ruthlessness.

That sign of old age extolling the past at the expense of the present.

We, who are the living, possess the past. Tomorrow is for our martyrs.

It is evident that you contend against sin merely because of how it troubles you.

I don't know the true meaning of happiness.

Most of us remain strangers to ourselves, hiding who we are, and ask other strangers, hiding who they are, to love us.

From meetings and partings none can ever escape. Nor from magic.

It's fashionable to speak about vulnerable populations in medicine and public policy, but it's harder to find a more vulnerable population than those who are dying.

My wife says I'm making a noise like a stranded whale. I think I have a major snoring problem.

If the father is not straight naider will be the son.

When we pray we speak to God; but when we read, God speaks to us.