Whatever is enforced by command is more imputed to him who exacts than to him who performs.
I am a hindrance to the world, and the world is a hindrance to me.
Memory is like a dog that lies down where it pleases.
The world is a never-ending cross-reference.
She had nothing to do all day. . . but did it with the greatest possible speed.
He regarded life as a rather odd club of which he had accidentally become a member and from which one could be expelled without reasons having to be supplied. He had already decided to leave the club if the meetings should become all too boring. But how boring is boring?
Through men. . . you learn how the world is. Through women you learn what it is.
Perhaps no one as yet has been truthful enough about what "truthfulness" is.
If our life has a meaning, an aim, it has nothing to do with our personal happiness, but something wiser and greater.
How much of life could he spend aching? Aching is not a stable condition; it must resolve into something
If I made records for my own pleasure, I would only record Charley Patton songs.