Teaching is like trying to hold 35 corks underwater at once.

On with dance, let joy be unconfined, is my motto; whether there's any dance to dance or any joy to unconfined.

Golden rule: Made of hard metal so it could stand severe wear, it not being known at that time that butter would answer.

When someone dies, it is like when your house burns down; it isn't for years that you realize the full extent of your loss.

When I want to read something nice, I sit down and write it myself.

The pitifulest thing out is a mob; that's what an army is--a mob; they don't fight with courage that's born in them, but with courage that's borrowed from their mass, and from their officers. But a mob without any MAN at the head of it is BENEATH pitifulness.

How slow and still the time did drag along.