A hen is only an egg's way of making another egg

The man who lets himself be bored is even more contemptible than the bore.

We can see nothing face to face; our utmost seeing is but a fumbling of blind finger-ends in an overcrowded pocket.

Stowed away in a Montreal lumber room The Discobolus standeth and turneth his face to the wall; Dusty, cobweb-covered, maimed and set at naught, Beauty crieth in an attic and no man regardeth: O God! O Montreal!

The Discobolus is put here because he is vulgar — He has neither vest nor pants with which to cover his limbs.

Life is like playing a violin solo in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.

The limits of the body seem well defined enough as definitions go, but definitions seldom go far.