I have two doctors, my left leg and my right. When body and mind are out of gear (and those twin parts of me live at such close quarters that the one always catches melancholy from the other) I know that I shall have only to call in my doctors and I shall be well again.

We never know enough about the infinitely complex circumstances of any past event to prophesy the future by analogy.

Education... has produced a vast population able to read but unable to distinguish what is worth reading.

A little man often cast a long shadow.

The best job goes to the person who can get it done without passing the buck or coming back with excuses.

If one could make alive again for other people some cobwebbed skein of old dead intrigues and breathe breath and character into dead names and stiff portraits. That is history to me!

Never tell a young person that anything cannot be done. God may have been waiting centuries for someone ignorant enough of the impossible to do that very thing.