What we buy belongs to us only when the price is forgotten.
Talk about the joys of the unexpected, can they compare with the joys of the expected, of finding everything delightfully and completely what you knew it was going to be?
We learn nothing by being right.
To some people the impossible is impossible.
It is sometimes the man who opens the door who is the last to enter the room.
He is invariably in a hurry being in a hurry is one of the tributes he pays to life.