I have tried getting up early, and I have tried getting up late-and the latter agrees with me best.

Let us not be too particular; it is better to have old secondhand diamonds than none at all.

The report of my illness grew out of his (James Clemens) illness. The report of my death was an exaggeration.

There's always a hole in theories somewhere if you look close enough.

The piano may do for love-sick girls who lace themselves to skeletons, and lunch on chalk, pickles and slate pencils, but give me the banjo.

Blasphemy? No, it is not blashphemy. If God is as vast as that, he is above blasphemy; if he is as little as that, He is beneath it.

All generalizations are false, including this one.