What we forgive too freely doesn't stay forgiven.

They threaten me with lung cancer, and still I smoke and smoke. If they'd only threaten me with hard work, I might stop.

An artist usually has no friends except other artists, and usually they do not like his work.

Beauty often fades, but seldom so swiftly as the joy it gives us.

Love looks forward, hate looks back, anxiety has eyes all over its head.

Some women love only what they can hold in their arms; others, only what they can't.

We climb mountains because they are there, and worship God because He is not.