I will appoint captains to rule my cities, for it is in the compelling zest of high adventure and of victory, and in creative action, that man finds his supreme joys.

When one wishes to play the wit, he sometimes wander a little from the truth.

You're beautiful, but you're empty.... No one could die for you.

An administration, like a machine, does not create. It carries on.

The wind in the grain is the caress to the spouse; it is the hand of peace stroking her hair.

The field of consciousness is tiny. It accepts only one problem at a time.

My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant.