I often quote myself. It adds spice to my conversation.
Why do writers write? Because it isn't there.
If my mental map was right, we were heading down to Fisherman's Wharf.
Never read a book through merely because you have begun it.
Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
The man who has nothing to boast of but his illustrious ancestry is like the potato - the best part under ground.
A lifetime of happiness! No man alive could bear it: it would be hell on earth.
