It’s not a slam at you when people are rude — it’s a slam at the people they’ve met before.
It’s a great advantage not to drink among hard-drinking people.
It took him a moment to respond to the unguarded sweetness of her smile, her body calculated to a millimeter to suggest a bud yet guarantee a flower.
It takes two to make an accident.
It occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well.
It is not life that’s complicated, it’s the struggle to guide and control life.
If you spend your life sparing people’s feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can’t distinguish what should be respected in them.
I’ve been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.
I’m a slave to my emotions, to my likes, to my hatred of boredom, to most of my desires.
I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.
I may turn out an intellectual, but I’ll never write anything but mediocre poetry.
I like people and I like them to like me but I wear my heart where God put it — on the inside.