Beginnings are always messy.

See what perils do environ those who meddle with hot iron.

It is by muteness that a dog becomes for one so utterly beyond value; with him one is at peace, where words play no torturing tricks.Those are the moments that I think are precious to a dog-when, with his adoring soul coming through his eyes, he feels that you are really thinking of him.

He was afflicted by the thought that where Beauty was, nothing ever ran quite straight, which no doubt, was why so many people looked on it as immoral.

Men are in fact, quite unable to control their own inventions; they at best develop adaptability to the new conditions those inventions create.

One's eyes are what one is, one's mouth is what one becomes.

By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men's souls.