We think in generalities, but we live in detail.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
Better by far you should forget and smile than you should remember and be sad.
What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire.
My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the hell she is.
I heard Jolu respond, then felt the thump he was dealt, too.
A chess genius is a human being who focuses vast, little-understood mental gifts and labors on an ultimately trivial human enterprise.