If you're falling off a cliff, you may as well try to fly. You've got nothing to lose.
. . . For such as truly love the world, a thousand years would fade like the dream of one night.
There is nothing finer than to be alone with nothing to distract you.
You should never put the new antlers of a deer to your nose and smell them. They have little insects that crawl into the nose and devour the brain.
Leave undone whatever you hesitate to do.
If man were never to fade away. . . but lingered on forever in the world, how things would lose their power to move us. The most precious thing in life is its uncertainty.
It is a most wonderful comfort to sit alone beneath a lamp, book spread before you, and commune with someone from the past whom you have never met.
After upwards of two thousand years Epicurus has been exonerated from the reproach that the doctrines of his philosophy recommended the pleasures of sensuality and voluptuousness as the chief good. Calumny may rest on genius a considerable part of a world's duration; what then is the value of fame?
Years ago when a man began to notice that if he stood up on the subway he was immediately replaced by two people, he figured he was getting too fat.
This is happening all over the world. It's not just this golf course. Hopefully, if it stays dry, it will let a few more people in (contention). If it gets wet, though, there's only a few people where it's attainable.
Less is not more. More is more.