How Do You Know That

Families, I Hate You! Shut-in Homes, Closed Doors, Jealous Possessors Of Happiness

The Truth Is That As Soon As We Are No Longer Obliged To Earn Our Living, We No Longer Know What To Do With Our Life And Recklessly Squander It.

The Young People Who Come To Me In The Hope Of Hearing Me Utter A Few Memorable Maxims Are Quite Disappointed. Aphorisms Are Not My Forte, I Say Nothing But Banalities.... I Listen To Them And They Go Away Delighted.

If Life Were Organized, There Would Be No Need For Art.

There Is No Feeling So Simple That It Is Not Immediately Complicated And Distorted By Introspection.