Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
Drawing on my fine command of the English language, I said nothing.
A man can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days.
Progress might have been alright once, but it has gone on too long.
There is nothing which we receive with so much reluctance as advice.
A thought is often original, though you have uttered it a hundred times.
You never get over it. But you get to where it doesn’t bother you so much.
—Jeffrey Eugenides in The Virgin Suicides
The main thing is to know something and to say it.
—Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel
Knowledge is power only if man knows what facts not to bother with.
It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do.