Says the rude child: "No, I won't do it." Says the courteous grown-up: "Yes, I won't do it.

When we discuss those we love with those who do not love them, the end of love is near.

Every creature stalks some other, catches it, and is caught.

Happiness is like the penny candy of our youth: we got a lot more for our money back when we had no money.

The young do not need God, and the old cannot find Him.

Others settle for small rewards; the neurotic must always go for broke.

Courage doesn't know what's around the corner, but goes around it anyway.