To aim and hit, you need one eye only, and one good finger.
In bed my real love has always been the sleep that rescued me by allowing me to dream.
It is misery, you know, unspeakable misery for the man who lives alone and who detests sordid, casual affairs; not old enough to do without women, but not young enough to be able to go and look for one without shame!
Not one of us can lie or pretend. We're all fixed in good faith in a certain concept of ourselves.
Man never reasons so much and becomes so introspective as when he suffers; since he is anxious to get at the cause of his sufferings, to learn who has produced them, and whether it is just or unjust that he should have to bear them.
Buffoons, buffoons! One can play any tune on them!
We all grasp on to a single idea of ourselves, the way aging people dye their hair. It’s no matter that this dye doesn’t fool you. My lady, you don’t dye your hair to decieve other people, or to fool yourself, but rather to cheat your image in your mirror a little.
I guess the first time I played around Washington, D. C. was at a place called The Famous. That was the first place I played, I believe.
I do read very, very quickly. I do process data very quickly. And so I write very quickly. And it is embarrassing because there is a conception that the things that you do quickly are not done well. I think that's probably one of the reasons I don't like the idea of prolific.
Power is the ability to affect others to get the outcomes you want, and that can be done by coercion, payment or attraction.
Teaching is an instinctual art, mindful of potential, craving of realizations, a pausing, seamless process.