It is a grave misfortune to be stupid, yet we all laugh at the stupidity of others without a twinge of guilt.
Identity, that spectator of what he calls himself,
That net and aggregate of energies in transient combination.
Courage! You have less to lose than you think.
A man can adapt to nearly anything, but only two or three times.
It is a kind of madness, never to sicken at the sound of your own voice.
Too bourgeois is an irritant, not bourgeois enough a disaster.
Men will never be as good at being men as cats are at being cats.
Life has heuristics: only games have rules.
One is human insofar as one is difficult to model.
Life may be sacred, but try telling Life that.
The ordinary idea of goodness is so passive that it lacks its own verb: one sins, but never saints.