There is always a comforting thought in time of trouble when it is not our trouble.
Happiness is the interval between periods of unhappiness.
As the skull of the man grows broader, so do his creeds. And his gods they are shaped in his image and mirror his needs. And he clothes them with thunders and beauty, He clothes them with music and fire, Seeing not, as he bows by their altars, That he worships his own desire.
Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday.
The female of all species are most dangerous when they appear to retreat.
Middle age is the time when a man is always thinking that in a week or two he will feel as good as ever.