An inch of foreknowledge is worth ten miles of after-thought.

What are your fees?" inquired Guyal cautiously. "I respond to three questions," stated the augur. "For twenty terces I phrase the answer in clear and actionable language; for ten I use the language of cant, which occasionally admits of ambiguity; for five, I speak a parable which you must interpret as you will; and for one terce, I babble in an unknown tongue.

An inch of foreknowledge is worth ten miles of after-thought.

But I've sure worked at jobs where I have been under inspection.

I just wrote what I felt like writing since they seemed to sell.

There are no absolute certainties in this universe. A man must try to whip order into a yelping pack of probabilities, and uniform success is impossible.

Why make plans? The sun might well go out tomorrow.