Truth is stranger than fiction; fiction has to make sense.
If you are going to do something wrong at least enjoy it.
An angel is a spiritual creature created by God without a body for the service of Christendom and the church.
If you are going to do something wrong, at least enjoy it.
The writer wants to be understood much more than he wants to be respected or praised or even loved. And that, perhaps, is what makes him different from others.
A writer writes not because he is educated but because he is driven by the need to communicate. Behind the need to communicate is the need to share. Behind the need to share is the need to be understood.
The only reason for being a professional writer is that you can't help it.
Courage is the capacity to confront what can be imagined.
People say: idle curiosity. The one thing that curiosity cannot be is idle.
Everyone, in some small sacred sanctuary of the self, is nuts.
Words must surely be counted among the most powerful drugs man ever invented.
Humor is the affectionate communication of insight.
Extremists think 'communication' means agreeing with them.
If at first you don't succeed, before you try again, stop to figure out what you did wrong.
I never cease being dumbfounded by the unbelievable things people believe.
You can learn much about life from a checker game: surrender one to take two; don't make two moves at one time; move up, not down; and when you reach the top, you may move as you like.
Money can't buy happiness, but neither can poverty.
The purpose of life is to matter, to be productive, to have it make a difference that you lived at all-using the talents that God has given you for the betterment of others.
O, to be sure, we laugh less and play less and wear uncomfortable disguises like adults, but beneath the costume is the child we always are, whose needs are simple, whose daily life is still best described by fairy tales.
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 purpose of life is not to be happy, the purpose of life is to matter..
Proverbs often contradict one another, as any reader soon discovers. The sagacity that advises us to look before we leap promptly warns us that if we hesitate we are lost; that absence makes the heart grow fonder, but out of sight, out of mind.
A conservative is one who admires radicals centuries after they're dead.
Happiness comes only when we push our brains and hearts to the farthest reaches of which we are capable.
What's green, hangs on a wall and whistles?
I cannot believe that the purpose of life is to be happy. I think the purpose of life is to be useful, to be responsible, to be compassionate. It is, above all to matter, to count, to stand for something, to have made some difference that you lived at all..
I learned that it is the weak who are cruel, and that gentleness is to be expected only from the strong.
We see things as we are, not as they are.
The love of money is the source of an enormous amount of good; the fact that the good is a by-product of the selfish pursuit of riches has nothing to do with its indisputable value.
Satire is focused bitterness.
There was no answer, no solution, no sop, no deliverance. What, then, did I do? I read faster.
You understand people better if you look at them-no matter how old or impressive or important they may be-as if they were children. For most men never mature; they simply grow taller.
In the dark colony of night, when I consider man's magnificent capacity for malice, madness, folly, envy, rage, and destructiveness, and I wonder whether we shall not end up as breakfast for newts and polyps, I seem to hear the muffled cries of all the words in all the books with covers closed.
Every writer is a narcissist. This does not mean that he is vain; it only means that he is hopelessly self-absorbed.
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.
Happiness, in the ancient, noble sense, means self-fulfillment-and is given to those who use to the fullest whatever talents God " bestowed upon them.
I came to believe it not true that "the coward dies a thousand deaths, the brave man only one." I think it is the other way around: It is the brave who die a thousand deaths. For it is imagination, and not just conscience, which doth make cowards of us all. Those who do not know fear are not truly brave.
Why did God give me two ears and one mouth? So that I will hear more and talk less.
The fellow who laughs last may laugh best, but he gets the reputation of being very slow-witted.
Her cooking suggested she had attended the Cordon Noir.