Somehow, I think God will forgive her. If not, eh, Hell has better parties anyway.

But things are so bad, I feel like I’m going to explode if I don’t do something.

It doesn't seem to make any sense, but then it never does! It's usually only afterwards when the pieces finally fit together, that you're left standing there thinking how obvious it always was.

This is the final test of a gentleman: his respect for those who can be of no possible service to him.

I have this hope that there is a better way. Higher-level tools that actually let you see the structure of the software more clearly will be of tremendous value.

Other people are not medicine.

the only thing i knew how to do was to keep on keeping on

To live is to play at the meaning of life...The upshot of this . . . is that it teaches us once and for all that childlike foolishness is the calling of mature men.

The friendship I have conceived will not be impaired by absence; but it may be no unpleasing circumstance to brighten the chain by a renewal of the covenant.

You can not make someone love you. You can not be thin enough or white enough or famous enough. The choice is entirely the other person's. Then again, you might try hypnosis.

Trying is just a noisy way of not doing something.