Rest is the sweet sauce of labor.
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.
Sometimes love will pick you up by the short hairs...and jerk the heck out of you.
The keenest sorrow is to recognize ourselves as the sole cause of all our adversities.
Wit makes its own welcome, and levels all distinctions. No dignity, no learning, no force of character, can make any stand against good wit.
When a thing ceases to be a subject of controversy, it ceases to be a subject of interest.
The greatest thing in the world is to know how to belong to oneself.