Everything flows and nothing stays.

Insignificant mortals, who are as leaves are, and now flourish and grow warm with life, and feed on what the ground gives, but then again fade away and are dead.

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.

Oh, look at me! I'm making people happy! I'm the Magical Man from Happy-Land, in a gumdrop house on Lollipop Lane! Oh, by the way, I was being sarcastic.

A woman is a lot like a refrigerator. Six feet tall, 300 pounds...it makes ice.

Even when someone battles hard, there is an equal portion for one who lingers behind, and in the same honor are held both the coward and the brave man; the idle man and he who has done much meet death alike.

The man does better who runs from disaster than he who is caught by it.