... in nine out of ten cases the original wish to write is the wish to make oneself felt[ellipsis in source] the non-essential writer never gets past that wish.

One can live in the shadow of an idea without grasping it.

Silences have a climax, when you have got to speak.

When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.

Some people are molded by their admirations, others by their hostilities.

We are minor in everything but our passions.

Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope; it is impossible.

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.

It is not helpful to help a friend by putting coins in his pockets when he has got holes in his pockets.

Disappointment tears the bearable film off life.

When shall I be dead and rid Of all the wrong my father did? How long, how long 'till spade and hearse Put to sleep my mother's curse?

You can’t improve what you won’t face and own.

Tune as the sitthar, neither high nor low, and we will dance away the hearts of men.

The last of human freedoms - the ability to chose one's attitude in a given set of circumstances.

The joy that isn't shared dies young.

We live in a world where everybody's supposed to be cool and act tough and put up fronts, and everybody is so cynical.

If someone at Fleet Farm offers you assistance and they don't work there you might live in Wisconsin.

Going to Africa. Hope I don't get AIDS. Just kidding. I'm white!

Does the owner of the restaurant own his restaurant? Or does the government own his restaurant?

To get it right, be born with luck or else make it. Never give up. A little money helps, but what really gets it right is to never face the facts.