I refuse to spend my life worrying about what I eat. There is no pleasure worth foregoing just for an extra three years in the geriatric ward.

The law seems like a sort of maze through which a client must be led to safety, a collection of reefs, rocks, and underwater hazards through which he or she must be piloted.

I refuse to spend my life worrying about what I eat. There is no pleasure worth foregoing just for an extra three years in the geriatric ward.

Farce is tragedy played at a thousand revolutions per minute.

No brilliance is needed in the law. Nothing but common sense, and relatively clean finger nails.

The worst fault of the working classes is telling their children they're not going to succeed, saying: There is life, but it's not for you.

We don't know much about the human conscience, except that it is soluble in alcohol.