Nothing is so unproductive as the law. It is expensive whether you win or lose.

Every shot that kills ricochets.

There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.

Love knows not distance; it hath no continent; its eyes are for the stars.

Imagination is at the root of much that passes for love.

Tomorrow is no man's gift.

But paying is part of the game of life: it is the joy of buying that we crave.