There's a danger in loving somebody too much, and it's sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust.
Alas! we makeA ladder of our thoughts, where angels step,But sleep ourselves at the foot: our high resolvesLook down upon our slumbering acts.
The truth is, we never make for others the allowance we make for ourselves; and we should deny even our own words, could we hear them spoken by another.
A friend is never alarmed for us in the right place.
There is no wretchedness like self-reproach.
Truly, a little love-making is a very pleasant thing.
Whenever I hear a man talking of the advantages of our ill-used sex, I look upon it as the prelude to some new act of authority.
Depended on the soldier. To relax, most of them put on headphones or played video games. Later in the war some of the younger officers began to read a lot of anthropology because they realized that the basic problem was that they were trying to fight a war in a culture they didn't understand. They might have read someone like Margaret Mead.
An egotist always resents meeting another egotist as if he alone had the right to be one.
One minute you're a slug and the next minute you're a hero, so you don't know what to think.
Jim mentioned I was an ALEC member, and that's correct.