Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.

Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.

The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the read more

The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.

Man is the only animal for whom his own existence is a problem which he has to solve

Man is the only animal for whom his own existence is a problem which he has to solve

Conscience is our magnetic compass; reason our chart.

Conscience is our magnetic compass; reason our chart.

The world is a living image of God.

The world is a living image of God.

Imagination is the one weapon in the war against reality.

Imagination is the one weapon in the war against reality.

Analysis brings no curative powers in its train; it merely makes us conscious of the existence of an evil, which, read more

Analysis brings no curative powers in its train; it merely makes us conscious of the existence of an evil, which, oddly enough, is consciousness.

As with most fine things, chocolate has its season. There is a simple memory aid that you can use to read more

As with most fine things, chocolate has its season. There is a simple memory aid that you can use to determine whether it is the correct time to order chocolate dishes: any month whose name contains the letter A, E, or U is the proper time for chocolate.

Anything that is wasted effort represents wasted time. The best management of our time thus becomes linked inseparably with the read more

Anything that is wasted effort represents wasted time. The best management of our time thus becomes linked inseparably with the best utilization of our efforts.