Perhaps too much of everything is as bad as too little |
To be alive is a fine thing. It is the finest thing in the world, though hazardous. It is a unique thing. It happens only once in a lifetime. To be alive, to know consciously that you are alive, and to relish that knowledge - this is a kind of magic. Or it may be a kind of madness, exhilarating but harmless. |
Why is Christmas just like a day at the office? You do all the work and the fat guy with the suit gets all the credit |
Writers should be read but not seen. Rarely are they a winsome sight. |
Writers should be read but not seen. Rarely are they a winsome sight. |
Your idea of bliss is to wake up on a Monday morning knowing you haven't a single engagement for the entire week. You are cradled in a white paper cocoon tied up with typewriter ribbon. |