Nemesis

It's just that old people always think young people haven't really learned about love; and young people think that old people have forgotten about love; and, you know, they're both wrong.

All of life is a symphony of successive losses. You lose your youth, your parents, your loves, your friends, your comforts, your health, and finally your life. To deny loss is to lose it all anyway and to lose, in addition, your self-possession and peace of mind.

She possesses what someone once described to me as all the unlovable virtues.

Life is a successive symphony of losses.

no matter how sure scientists think they are, nature has a way of surprising them.

It’s just that old people always think young people haven’t really learned about love; and young people think that old people have forgotten about love; and, you know, they’re both wrong.

I'm forty-nine, not fifteen, and I've made my peace with myself. Had I been handsome and stupid when I was fifteen, or twenty-one, as, at that time in life, I wished I had been, I would undoubtedly now no longer be handsome--but I'd still be stupid. So, in the long run, I've won out.

Who would bother hating, if it had to be reasoned out into sensibleness first?

Don’t take that for granted. It’s easier to imitate and overtake than it is to originate.