A Great Man Is One Sentence.

What Generally Passes For 'thought' Among The Majority Of Mankind Is The Time One Takes Out To Rearrange One's Prejudices.

I Can't Avoid Writing. It's A Sort Of Nervous Tic I Have Developed Since I Gave Up Needlepoint.

I Don't Have Any Warm Personal Enemies. All The Sobs Have Died.

Courage Is The Ladder On Which All The Other Virtues Mount.

But If God Had Wanted Us To Think Just With Our Wombs, Why Did He Give Us A Brain?