A sympathetic Scot summed it all up very neatly in the remark, "You should make a point of trying every experience once, excepting incest and folk dancing."
The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odors that lie on the track of truth.
There is nothing more dreadful than imagination without taste.
I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's.
College isn't the place to go for ideas.
I use an optimistic, positive approach to deal with my symptoms and it came the hard way, before I learned to laugh with myself a little.
Even the fear of death is nothing compared to the fear of not having lived authentically and fully.