Emerson has what I believe is called a selective memory. He can recall minute details of particular excavations but is likely to forget where he left his hat.

I had refused Emerson's well-meant offers of assistance, knowing his efforts would be confined to moving the furniture to the wrong places and demanding how much longer the process would take.

The men had scattered in all directions, which men are inclined to do when women leave them to their own devices for any length of time. I believe they are easily bored.

Why is a man with a knife after your blood? Who sent him? I would like to write the fellow a letter of thanks!

Perhaps the rare and simple pleasure of being seen for what one is compensates for the misery of being it.

Girls you've gotta know when it's time to turn the page.

Elise?" He looked at her with a pleading, puppy-dog expression in his eyes."Yes?""I love you.

Don't waste time on what's not important. Don't get sucked into the drama. Get on with it: don't dwell on the past. Be a big person be generous of spirit be the person you'd admire.

A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for innocence on earth, a link between angels and men.

I don't want to call anyone an outright winner without having seen everything.

Philosophers are often actively disinterested in what happens between the cup and the lips (after all, that's "non-ideal theory").

He who has no opinion of his own, but depends upon the opinion and taste of others, is a slave.

Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood.

A student who considers everybody and everything as a teacher will eventually be the teacher of the teachers!