You know, what's funny to one person is not at all to someone else.
Every realistic picture represents a choice as to which features of reality should be given prominence; no painting ever captures the whole.
A notorious inability to express emotions makes human beings the only animals capable of suicide.
Dreams reveal we never quite get 'over' anything: it's all still in there somewhere.
The fear of saying something stupid (which stupid people never have) has censored far more good ideas than bad ones.
Only by declaring a book completely finished can one start to see how much remains to be done on it.
What am I supposed to do here? What am I supposed to think?
The master who fears the choices his people will make enough to take those choices away isn't worth serving.
Nothing adds to a person's leisure time like doing things when they are supposed to be done.
We allowed ourselves to become particularly interested in research into the appearance of intermediate products of sugar decomposition during cell-free fermentation.
I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings.