Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousand of miles and all the years you have lived.
You can have it all. You just can't have it all at once.
I take it that what all men are really after is some form or perhaps only some formula of peace.
Worrying about them always struck me as about as useful as worrying about getting hit by lightning.
Over the years your bodies become walking autobiographies, telling friends and strangers alike of the minor and major stresses of your lives.
Somebody has to do something, and it's just incredibly pathetic that it has to be us.
If you really do put a small value upon yourself, rest assured that the world will not raise your price.