The true object of all human life is play.

The poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.

The paradox of courage is that a man must be a little careless of his life even in order to keep it.

Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling.

There are no rules of architecture for a castle in the clouds.

It is the test of a good religion whether you can joke about it.