Your world is made of your memories, and your memories are given to you by your world. The whispering voice of happenstance is always in our ears. 'This is the world. This is the way things are. Look. Pay attention. Remember.'
The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they're going to have some pretty annoying virtues.
There is no revenge so complete as forgiveness.
I lived what most people call the good life. I was happy, but deep inside I always felt that, with the short amount of time we are given to live and love in this world, we spend too much time loving things instead of people.
I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming... suddenly you find - at the age of 50, say - that a whole new life has opened before you.
People everywhere confuse what they read in newspapers with news.
Always be nice to those younger than you, because they are the ones who will be writing about you.