Middle age snuffs out more talent than even wars or sudden death.

Poets and painters are outside the class system, or rather they constitute a special class of their own, like the circus people and the Gypsies.

We soon cease to feel the grief at the deaths of our friends, yet we continue to the end of our lives to miss them. They are still with us in their absence.

You generally hear that what a man doesn't know doesn't hurt him, but in business what a man doesn't know does hurt.

Wisdom is keeping a sense of fallibility of all our views and opinions.

We confess our bad qualities to others out of fear of appearing naive or ridiculous by not being aware of them.

Words are as recalcitrant as circus animals, and the unskilled trainer can crack his whip at them in vain.