People who care for you inevitably become beautiful.
A life that is burdened with expectations is a heavy life. Its fruit is sorrow and disappointment.
Did I do anything wrong today," he said, "or has the world always been like this and I've been too wrapped up in myself to notice?
I think the problem, to be quite honest with you, is that you've never actually known what the question is.
Don't believe anything you read on the net. Except this. Well, including this, I suppose.
Why are people born? Why do they die? Why do they want to spend so much of the intervening time wearing digital watches?
Your God person puts an apple tree in the middle of a garden and says, do what you like, guys, oh, but don't eat the apple. Surprise surprise, they eat it and he leaps out from behind a bush shouting "Gotcha". It wouldn't have made any difference if they hadn't eaten it. ' 'Why not?' 'Because if you're dealing with somebody who has the sort of mentality which likes leaving hats on the pavement with bricks under them you know perfectly well they won't give up. They'll get you in the end.
He did not like the grown-ups who talked down to him, but the ones who went on talking in their usual way, leaving him to leap along in their wake, jumping at meanings, guessing, clutching at known words, and chuckling at complicated jokes as they suddenly dawned. He had the glee of the porpoise then, pouring and leaping through strange seas.
"My swing is too fast" may be the biggest misconception ever. Think about it. If you take a fast, lousy swing and slow it down, all you've got left is a slow, lousy swing. Most people swing too slow, not too fast.
The poorest of men are the most useful to those seeking power.
Looking back on the long-stretched-out body of one's work, it is interesting to mark the endless duel fought within a man between the emotional and critical sides of his nature, first one, then the other, getting the upper hand, and too seldom fusing till the result has the mellowness of full achievement. One can even tell the nature of one's readers, by their preference for the work which reveals more of this side than of that.