Hope is the only universal liar who never loses his reputation for veracity.

I do not know how to distinguish between our waking life and a dream. Are we not always living the life that we imagine we are?

In America only the successful writer is important, in France all writers are important, in England no writer is important, and in Australia you have to explain what a writer is.

I like work; It fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours.

When I give a lecture, I accept that people look at their watches, but what I do not tolerate is when they look at it and raise it to their ear to find out if it stopped.

Small Latin, and less Greek.

Better be a fool than a knave.

Faith is not believing that God can, but that God will!

My aim is to put down on paper what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way.

Not fewer than three nor more than nine.

Love lasteth long as the money endureth.

The Old Man and Death An old man was employed in cutting wood in the forest, and, in carrying the faggots to the city for sale one day, became very wearied with his long journey. He sat down by the wayside, and throwing down his load, besought Death to come. Death immediately appeared in answer to his summons and asked for what reason he had called him. The Old Man hurriedly replied, That, lifting up the load, you may place it again upon my shoulders.

Were such the wife had fallen to my part, I'd break her spirit, or I'd break her heart.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death.

I do not want to die ... until I have faithfully made the most of my talent and cultivated the seed that was placed in me until the last small twig has grown.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

I don't think you can be a success at anything if you think about losing, whether it's in sports or in politics.

Music is the art of thinking with sounds.

The world needs anger. The world often continues to allow evil because it isn't angry enough.

The limits of my language are the limits of my mind. All I know is what I have words for.