Images split the truth in fractions.
The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring. And that is not happiness.
There are those who so dislike the nude that they find something indecent in the naked truth.
It is by a wise economy of nature that those who suffer without change, and whom no one can help, become uninteresting. Yet so it may happen that those who need sympathy the most often attract it the least.
Where everything is bad it must be good to know the worst.
Few people would not be the worse for complete sincerity.
Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
. . . start thinking of yourself as an artist and your life as a work-in-progress. Works-in-progress are never perfect. But changes can be made. . . Art evolves. So does life. Art is never stagnant. Neither is life. The beautiful, authentic life you are creating for yourself is your art. It's the highest art.
Taking a biopsy often aggravates and stimulates growth - and does not indicate how many secondary tumors have developed.
In 1998 Harry Reid and I had a very close race. It was less than a tenth of a percentage point. We had a reasonable recount. There were a lot of things that I could have pursued at the time, but I just felt that at the time that I should have, you know, conceded the race.
Tacos. " "Tacos?" I echoed. This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese. " "I know what a taco is!