Is there anything more tedious than the often repeated tales of the old and forgetful?

There were moments of despondency when Shakespeare thought himself no poet, and Raphael no painter; when the greatest wits have doubted the excellence of their happiest efforts.

The greatest miracle that the Almighty could perform would be to make a bad man happy, even in heaven; he must unparadise that blessed place to accomplish it. In its primary signification, all vice--that is, all excess--brings its own punishment even here.

Women generally consider consequences in love, seldom in resentment.

We may anticipate bliss, but who ever drank of that enchanted cup unalloved?

Doubt is the vestibule through which all must pass before they can enter into the temple of wisdom.

Most importantly: Don't adjust your results to build up the ego of the chief strategist. Especially if the strategist is you.