Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.
Few things in life are more embarrassing than the necessity of having to inform an old friend that you have just got engaged to his fiancee.
A book of quotations . . . can never be complete.
Because he did not have time to read every new book in his field, the great Polish anthropologist Bronislaw Malinowski used a simple and efficient method of deciding which ones were worth his attention: Upon receiving a new book, he immediately checked the index to see if his name was
Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?
There is as much difference between us and ourselves as there is between us and others.
Nobody can be exactly like me. Sometimes even I have trouble doing it.
Man is never honestly the fatalist, nor even the stoic. He fights his fate, often desperately. He is forever entering bold exceptions to the rulings of the bench of gods. This fighting, no doubt, makes for human progress, for it favors the strong and the brave. It also makes for