It's a sad day when you find out that it's not accident or time or fortune, but just yourself that kept things from you.

Nobody knows what you want except you. And nobody will be as sorry as you if you don't get it. Wanting some other way to live is proof enough of deserving it. Having it is hard work, but not having it is sheer hell.

Nobody knows what you want except you, and no one will be as sorry as you if you don't get it.

You do too much. Go and do nothing for a while. Nothing.

A theme is always necessary, a plain, simple, unadorned theme to confuse the ignorant.

It is best to act with confidence, no matter how little right you have to it.

The happy problem of our time - longer life.