Jealousy Is The Most Dreadfully Involuntary Of

Mathematics Is Good For The Soul, Getting Things Right Enlivens A Sense Of Truth, Efforts To Understand Automatically Purify Desires.

The Theatre Is Certainly A Place For Learning About The Brevity Of Human Glory: Oh All Those Wonderful Glittering Absolutely Vanished Pantomime! Now I Shall Abjure Magic And Become A Hermit : Put Myself In A Situation Where I Can Honestly Say That I Have Nothing Else To Do But To Learn To Be Good.

Marriage Isn't A Tram. It Doesn't Have To Get Anywhere.

So We Live; A Spirit That Broods And Hovers Over The Continual Death Of Time, The Lost Meaning, The Unrecaptured Moment, The Unremembered Face, Until The Final Chop That Ends All Our Moments And Plunges That Spirit Back Into The Void From Which It Came.

People From A Planet Without Flowers Would Think We Must Be Mad With Joy The Whole Time To Have Such Things About Us.