Curious, how each one of us secretly carries his private cemetery around with him and watches it filling up with ever new graves. The last one to be our own.

There are shortcuts to happiness, and dancing is one of them.

Fame always brings loneliness. Success is as ice cold and lonely as the North Pole.

Worries are the most stubborn habits in the world. Even after a poor man has won a huge lottery prize, he will still for months wake up in the night with a start, worrying about food and rent.

Marriage always demands the greatest understanding of the art of insincerity possible between two human beings.

Perfection bores me, in art, in music; most of all, in people. Luckily, perfection is rare.

I was growing tired of all the fussing and prevaricating, of the stolen hours and the secret rendez-vous; of the small indignities and broad discomfort that are part and parcel of adultery.

Pity is the deadliest feeling that can be offered to a woman.

Courage comes and goes. Hold on for the next supply.

A writer should always have some profession which brings him into close contact with the reality's of life.

men don't make different mistakes at different periods of their lives. They make the same mistake over and over again and they pay a bigger and bigger price for it.

After all this time, I know exactly where I belong. Here. With Edmond. And that's how I live now.

I was sick and ye visited me.

Originality and the feeling of one's own dignity are achieved only through work and struggle.

Behind each door we shake is a reality.

My life is a series of things that just happen.

Goodwin has done the seemingly impossible-he has made economics comprehensible and funny.

I think to really be literate in nu shu you only need about 600 characters because it is phonetic. So you're able to then create many words out of one character.

Candor is a compliment; it implies equality. It's how true friends talk.

Is there a home, a home for me? Where the people stay until eternity? Is there a road that winds up, underneath the big green tree? Is there a home, a home for me?

Should one be shallow enough to view existence as a system of rewards and punishments, one soon learns that we pay as dearly for our triumphs as we do for our defeats.