A happy arrangement: many people prefer cats to other people, and many cats prefer people to other cats.
A sense of blessedness comes from a change of heart, not from more blessings.
After my spectacular failures, I could not be satisfied with an ordinary success.
Amazing that the human race has taken enough time out from thinking about food or sex to create the arts and sciences.
Art begins in imitation and ends in innovation.
Art seduces, but does not exploit.
As equality increases, so does the number of people struggling for predominance.
At sixty, I know little more about wisdom than I did at thirty, but I know a great deal more about folly.
Bad faith likes discourse on friendship and loyalty.
Cats are inquisitive, but hate to admit it.
Complainers change their complaints, but they never reduce the amount of time spent in complaining.
Consciousness is our only reprieve from Time.
Cruelty is softened by fear, not pity.
Dancing and running shake up the chemistry of happiness.
Death is frightening, and so is Eternal Life.
Even cats grow lonely and anxious.
Every day begins with an act of courage and hope: getting out of bed.
Every literary critic believes he will outwit history and have the last word.
Excuses change nothing, but make everyone feel better.
Faith moves mountains, but you have to keep pushing while you are praying.
Fantasy mirrors desire. Imagination reshapes it.
Forgiveness is like faith. You have to keep reviving it.
Good parties create a temporary youthfulness.
Human society sustains itself by transforming nature into garbage.
Humor does not rescue us from unhappiness, but enables us to move back from it a little.
I read less and less. I have not forgiven books for their failure to tell me the truth and make me happy.
I'm being treated like a sex object, cried the lady. No matter. I will take care of it, said Time soothingly.
If success is a habit, it is a hard one to acquire.
If you are going to break a Law of Art, make the crime interesting.
If you call failures experiments, you can put them in your resume and claim them as achievements.
Imagination has rules, but we can only guess what they are.
In every death, a busy world comes to an end.
Irony regards every simple truth as a challenge.
Kindness eases everything almost as much as money does.
Living alone makes it harder to find someone to blame.
Lying just for the fun of it is either art or pathology.
Middle age went by while I was mourning for my lost youth.
Money is to my social existence what health is to my body.
Money: power at its most liquid.
Office politics are bloody-minded, but weak on content.
Old age: I fall asleep during the funerals of my friends.
Only the broken-hearted know the truth about love.
People believe that photographs are true and therefore cannot be art.
Psychology keeps trying to vindicate human nature. History keeps undermining the effort.
Romance is tempestuous. Love is calm.
Sincerity: willingness to spend one's own money.
Staid middle age loves the hurricane passions of opera.
Taste refers to the past, imagination to the future.
The lonely become either thoughtful or empty.
The man of sensibility is too busy talking about his feelings to have time for good deeds.
The only peace is being out of earshot.
The passion for money is never fickle.
The power of lying is much less than the power of what is not to be discussed.
The time I kill is killing me.
The wisdom of age: don't stop walking.
To understand someone, find out how he spends his money.
Travelers never think that they are the foreigners.
Ultimately, blind faith is the only kind.
When I prayed for success, I forgot to ask for sound sleep and good digestion.
While there's life, there's fear.
Who would not give up wit for power and beauty?
Women encourage men to be childish, then scold them.
Young poets bewail the passing of love old poets, the passing of time. There is surprisingly little difference.