To be a good loser is to learn how to win.

Our lives are like a candle in the wind.

What if they gave a war and nobody came?

And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release — out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?

Every blunder behind us is giving a cheer for us, and only for those who were willing to fail are the dangers and splendors of life.

People lie because they don't remember clear what they saw. People lie because they can't help making a story better than it was the way it happened.

I had taken a course in Ethics. I read a thick textbook, heard the class discussions and came out of it saying I hadn't learned a thing I didn't know before about morals and what is right or wrong in human conduct.