Do not judge a woman on her knees_you never know how tall she is when she stands!

It’s just another stop on the curvy roadthe final encounterfor the man who has liveddeath is the answer.

I ain’t scared to lend a handI ain’t scared to clench it either

All mothers breed dead children.They shall, perhaps, live later.When no longer dead, they are bornNot—by coincidence, by choice.

Women in love are patheticand I cannot be bothered, for now, I am back to metaphysicsand my armpits gather hair.

I have not encouraged talk about man’s holy privacy, although I do respect and defend man’s right to have it.

We quenched the bulging flame, amongst the ashes embers of fire remain

The match I struck shall not run deadYou’re my first inhale, my last cigarette.

Lonely you linger in a league above poetry.

No man has the courage to approach her or initiate questions she herself rise, for all men fear a fascist and she can very well be a fascist’s wife.

What differentiated us was our perception of our mutual reality, which made no difference.

I am only one. The best person I can possibly be.

It is never worth while to absolutely exhaust one's self or to take big chances unless for an adequate object.

When his enthusiasm goes he's through as a player.

To imagine that God wants prayers and hymns of praise is to make him out to a sort of oriental potentate; while praying for favours is an attempt to get him to change his allegedly all-wise mind.

May each of my grandsons know, at an early age, what his life's ambition is -- and may he be successful in his pursuit of that goal.

Ever since I got married I've been thinking night and day about whose fault it was, and every time I think about it, out comes a new fault to eat up the old one; but always there's a fault left.

In a hollow head there is much room for knowledge.

Alas, this mundane realm is never as fun as the one inside our minds. But we can endeavor to make it so.

That's what librarians do. They open up the world. Because knowledge is useless if you don’t know how to find it, if you don’t even know where to begin to look.

Management is formal authority given from above. Leadership is moral authority given from below and all around.