Name me an emperor who was ever struck by a cannonball.

Even in my first analysis of a depressive psychosis, I was immediately struck by its structural similarity with obsessional neurosis.

Livability has always struck me as a consolation prize.

So the reason I was struck again and again was because of my overwhelmingly positive energy. Funny, I’d always thought of myself as a pessimist.

Don’t worry about it. Babe Ruth struck out on occasion, too.

I am not struck so much by the diversity of testimony as by the many-sidedness of truth.