“Nothing gives a sadder sense of decay than this loss or suspension of the power to deal with unaccustomed things, and to keep up with the swiftness of the passing moment. [Speaking of self-posed isolation in old age.]”
“After the first establishment of identity there comes the imperative need to lose this new-found sense of separateness and to belong to something larger and more powerful than the weak, lonely self. The sense of moral isolation is intolerable to us.”
“Throwing up was no big deal. It was a lot less painful than hemorrhoids or tooth decay, and more refined than diarrhea”
“There's no thing sadder to me than associations held together by nothing but the glue of a postage stamp.”
“surrender is giving up control bt nt lossing power”
“There's nothing sadder than a sobbing waffle.”