...it's only on a black day that you begin to have friends.

One can build the Empire State Building, discipline the Prussian army, make a state hierarchy mightier than God, yet fail to overcome the unaccountable superiority of certain human beings.

The belly is an ungrateful wretch, it never remembers past favors, it always wants more tomorrow.

Like a bicycle, like a wheel that, once rolling, is stable only so long as it keeps moving but falls when its momentum stops, so the game between a man and woman, once begun, can exist only so long as it progresses. If the forward movement today is no more than it was yesterday, the game is over.

One word of truth outweighs the whole world.

If state, party and social policy will not be based on morality, then mankind has no future to speak of.

Happiness doesn't depend on the actual number of blessings we manage to scratch from life, only our attitude towards them.