We know the human brain is a device to keep the ears from grating on one another.

The tuba is certainly the most intestinal of instruments, the very lower bowel of music.

What people believe is a measure of what they suffer.

I write when I'm inspired, and I see to it that I'm inspired at nine o'clock every morning.

I made a tentative conclusion. It seemed from all of this that uppermost among human joys is the negative one of restoration: not going to the stars, but learning that one may stay where one is.

I was thinking that we all learn by experience, but some of us have to go to summer school.

A politician is a man who can be verbose in fewer words than anyone else.