Humiliation is a vast country of imprecise boundaries. If you think you're there, you are. The neurotic rule: when in doubt, go ahead and feel humiliated.
There's no way to repay a mother's love, or lack of it.
It's impossible to be loyal to your family, your friends, your country, and your principles, all at the same time.
Neurotics always feel as though they were going way up or way down, which is odd in people going sideways.
Spiritual sloth, or acedia, was known as The Sin of the Middle Ages. It's the sin of my middle age, too.
Hot dogs always seem better out than at home; so do French-fried potatoes; so do your children.
There are whole years for which I hope I'll never be cross-examined, for I could not give an alibi.
Self-confidence grows on trees, in other people's orchards.
Even in the same family, one child will always instinctively know when to ask for things, and another won't.
A productive marriage requires falling in enjoy numerous occasions, usually with the identical man or woman.
It took man thousands of years to put words down on paper, and his lawyers still wish he wouldn't.
The neurotic usually obeys his own Golden Rule: Hate thy neighbor as thyself.
Luck: when your burst of energy doesn't run afoul of someone else's.
At the beginning of a love affair, not even the neurotic is neurotic.
Most of us can easily do two things at once; what's all but impossible is to do one thing at once.
The poor have the same basic pleasures as the rich, and the rich will always resent it.
When their children fail to charm others, few parents can stay neutral.
It's awesome to realize that if your greatest potential talent is for riding a bicycle upside down on a high wire, you will somehow discover it.
We work for praise, and dawdle once we have it.
God is less careful than General Motors, for He floods the world with factory rejects.
An artist usually has no friends except other artists, and usually they do not like his work.
Comfort, or revelation: God owes us one of these, but surely not both.
People are like birds: on the wing, all beautiful; up close, all beady little eyes.
A woman telling her true age is like a buyer confiding his final price to an Armenian rug dealer.
In youth we are plagued by desire; in later years, by the desire to feel desire.
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