I tell you this, and I tell you plain: What you have done, you will do again; You will bite your tongue, careful or not, Upon the already-bitten spot.

If you hate your lot but wouldn't trade it, it's not your lot you hate.

You will turn over many a futile new leaf till you learn we must all write on scratched-out pages.

The time to begin most things is ten years ago.

We are like people with short-term leases on summer cottages; we can never seem to make our provisions come out even with our stay.

Being neurotic is like shooting fish in a barrel, and missing them.

We can never understand other people's motives, nor their furniture.