There are no straight backs, no symmetrical faces, many wry noses, and no even legs. We are a crooked and perverse generation.

Improvement makes straight roads; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius

That which is crooked cannot be made straight and that which is wanting cannot be numbered.

Scratch it if it itches, unless it is your nose, then just casually touch it.

No human being is constituted to know the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth; and even the best of men must be content with fragments, with partial glimpses, never the full fruition

Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time,Why should I strive to set the crooked straight?