Better Hope Deferred Than None.

For The Only Way One Can Speak Of Nothing Is To Speak Of It As Though It Were Something, Just As The Only Way One Can Speak Of God Is To Speak Of Him As Though He Were A Man, Which To Be Sure He Was, In A Sense, For A Time, And As The Only Way One Can Speak Of Man, Even Our Anthropologists Have Realized That, Is To Speak Of Him As Though He Were A Termite.

The Only Thing You Must Never Speak Of Is Your Happiness.

You're On Earth. There's No Cure For That.

Love Requited Is A Short Circuit.

The End Of A Life Is Always Vivifying.