“When I was about twelve I used to think I must be a genius, but nobody's noticed. If there is such a thing as a genius, I am one, and if there isn't I don't care.”
“I never worried about the genius: genius takes care of the genius in a man. My concern was always for the nobody, the man who is lost in the shuffle, the man who is so common, so ordinary, that his presence is not even noticed. One genius does not inspire another.”
“YOU are a genius!... and I am a genius because I married you.”
“I am not a genius, I am just curious. I ask many questions. and when the answer is simple, then God is answering.”
“So, am I a genius?”
“Baby," I said, "I'm a genius but nobody knows it but me.”