Between the years of ninety-two and a hundred and two, however, we shall be the ribald, useless, drunken, outcast person we have always wished to be. We shall have a long white beard and long white hair; we shall not walk at all, but recline in a wheel chair and bellow for alcoholic beverages; in the winter we shall sit before the fire with our feet in a bucket of hot water, a decanter of corn whiskey near at hand, and write ribald songs against organized society... We look forward to a disreputable, vigorous, unhonoured, and disorderly old age.

For him who fain would teach the world The world holds hate in fee- For Socrates, the hemlock cup; For Christ, Gethsemane.

A pessimist is a person who has had to listen to too many optimists.

It takes all sorts of people to make the underworld.

Blood will tell, but often it tells too much.

Punctuality is one of the cardinal business virtues: always insist on it in your subordinates.

Honesty is a good thing, but it is not profitable to its possessor unless it is kept under control.