Life is always either; a tight -rope or a feather-bed . — Give me the tightrope.
The other producer of old age is habit: the deathly process of doing the same thing in the same way at the same hour day after day, first from carelessness, then from inclination, at last from cowardice or inertia. Luckily the inconsequent life is not the only alternative; for caprice is as ruinous as routine. Habit is necessary; it is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought against if one is to remain alive.
Our blindest impulses become evidence of perspicacity when they fall in with the course of events.
Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them.
She was not accustomed to taste the joys of solitude except in company.
Each time you happen to me all over again.
The real marriage of true minds is for any two people to possess a sense of humor or irony pitched in exactly the same key, so that their joint glances on any subject cross like interarching searchlights.
How I hate everything!
True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision.
There are lots of ways of being miserable, but there's only one way of being comfortable, and that is to stop running round after happiness. If you make up your mind not to be happy there's no reason why you shouldn't have a fairly good time.
There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow.
It was easy enough to despise the world, but decidedly difficult to find any other habitable region.
I don't know that I should care for a man who made life easy; I should want some one who made it interesting.
You thought I was a lovelorn mistress; and I was only an expensive prostitute.
Habit is necessary. It is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought against if one is to remain alive ... one can remain alive long past the usual date of disintegration if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity, interested in the big things, and happy in small ways.
traditions that have lost their meaning are the hardest of all to destroy.
I begin to see what marriage is for. It's to keep people away from each other. Sometimes I think that two people who love each other can be saved from madness only by the things that come between them - children, duties, visits, bores, relations - the things that protect married people from each other.
The desire for symmetry, for balance, for rhythm in form as well as in sound, is one of the most inveterate of human instincts.
Every house is a mad-house at some time or another.
Beware of monotony; it's the mother of all the deadly sins.
The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing.
The only way not to think about money is to have a great deal of it.
I feel as if I could trust my happiness to carry me; as if it had grown out of me like wings.
They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods
One of the first obligations of art is to make all useful things beautiful.
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