“A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin.”
“When you smell a flower, where is the smell before you smell the flower? Think about that one.”
“I watched her shuffle around, reading tags and smelling flowers, laughing every time or smiling nice—what flowers were supposed to make you do.”
“The honest and good man ought to be exactly like a man who smells strong, so that the bystander as soon as he comes near him must smell whether he choose or not.”
“A cynic is a man who knows the price of everything, and the value of nothing.”
“What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.”