Fortunate indeed are those in which there is combined a little good and a little bad, a little knowledge of many things outside their own callings, a capacity for love and a capacity for hate, for such as these can look with tolerance upon all, unbiased by the egotism of him whose head is so heavy on one side that all his brains run to that point.

I have ever been prone to seek adventure and to investigate and experiment where wiser men would have left well enough alone.

The time has arrived when patience becomes a crime and mayhem appears garbed in a manner of virtue

Could it be that there were other things more desirable than cold logic and undefiled brain power?

Am I alive and a reality, or am I but a dream?

Golf is a mental disorder.

Imagination is but another name for super intelligence.