The true touchstone of wit is the impromptu.
I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.
No matter what everybody says, ultimately these things can harm us only by the way we react to them.
You have but to hold forth in cap and gown, and any gibberish becomes learning, all nonsense passes for sense.
One is easily fooled by that which one loves.
...all the failures of the great leaders have arisen merely from a lack of skill in dancing.