Acting Is A Form Of Deception, And

I Sometimes Think There Is A Dimension Beyond The Four Of Experience And Einstein: Insight, That Fifth Dimension Which Promises To Liberate Us From Bondage To The Long, Imperfect Past

The Hardest Part Of Growing Up Is Learning How To Wait

There Was No Answer, No Solution, No Sop, No Deliverance. What, Then, Did I Do? I Read Faster.

Humor Is, I Think, The Subtlest And Chanciest Of Literary Forms. It Is Surely Not Accidental That There Are A Thousand Novelists, Essayists, Poets Or Journalists For Each Humorist. It Is A Long, Long Time Between James Thurbers.

Where Was It Ever Promised Us That Life On This Earth Can Ever Be Easy, Free From Conflict And Uncertainty, Devoid Of Anguish And Wonder And Pain? Those Who Seek The Folly Of Unrelieved 'happiness'-who Fear Moods, Who Shun Solitude, Who Do Not Know The Diginity Of Occasional Depression-can Find Bliss Easily Enough: In Tranquilizing Pills, Or In Senility. The Purpose Of Life Is Not To Be Happy.